i live to be seen.
to be noticed.
the shadows will never be my home,
for i am too bright.
we all hold a spark within,
and it shines
when it is dark.
we just need to search for it.
high and low until it reveals itself.
that light at the end of the tunnel
is you.
YOU ARE READING
overflow
PoetryThese thoughts cannot be contained in the chaotic world known as my mind. I let the words overflow, and this is the result.
