I wish this could be a dream.
With all its pain and pleasure.
With the bad and the good.
With the warmth and the coldness.
I always think that this is a dream.
That I would wake up at any moment.
But sadly this is not a dream.
But reality.
Where people are born.
And where people died.
Where everything can get taking away from you.
And there is nothing you can do about it.
I wish this could all be a dream.
Where all I have to do is wake up.
And it would all go away.
YOU ARE READING
Looking Into My Soul
PoesiaIn this book you get to see a glimpse of my soul and how a became me. You also get to look into my past and get to see the events on how I became the god of darkness.
