a breath,a swirling blue and purple smoke down a throat,he breathes,but can he see destiny can he see how life is greeting him,can he hear the birds? Can he see the people? Can he..feel? What's his name the doctor shall shout,but he sits in his room quietly in doubt,may it's torture,maybe a gift of sorts,wrapped up and given to him by a mad hatter just who knows.
I know i don't,i can see and feel and he cannot,he wonders aimlessly looking for something he never had,a breath of life,he shall wonder forever to the ends of the earth not knowing what it looks like,he may feel the bark of a tree,feel sand on his feel or the sun's warming rays but he may never see,never feel and never touch a single human being.
(a huge thank you to all who read this book or love it,i'm slowly becoming active again on here so expect some poems and some updates i guess ILY guys! ^^)
