Look
Look at the darkness
Look at the light
Look at
The ever present fight
The intangible presence
The one you cannot see
The one that has enveloped me
YOU ARE READING
Naive
PoesíaWORDS WERE THE LIFEBLOOD OF POETRY, AND I REMAINED SILENT. A collection of poetry. For the people who don't feel at home in their own skin, for the poets, for the people who are depressed, for the people who aren't depressed, for the people with wo...
