To have interests-
What does it feel like?
Following, following, following,
Until you reach nothing.
But nothing was always there,
For you were following Blind,
And following Blind was Darkness-
Oh, Darkness,
How do you deceive yourself?
Time is a shackle,
You are broken inside.
Lonely disguises as happiness,
Distracting you until you disappear-
Darkness is waiting,
And swallows whole the-
Person you have become.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry, A Rap, And Other Tomfoolery
Random(Unknown) I'll probably just post random things that I've written that will mostly have to do with Homestuck, but aren't limited to that. Some of it might be actual fanfics or works in progress that I'm not sure I'll ever finish [If you've read or k...
