I wish I knew then what I know now.
For maybe then, I could've changed your mind.
For maybe then, I could've kept us soundly safe.
For maybe then, we could've loved and continued to love with such fiery passion.
For maybe then, we would've been feeling whole, instead of hollow in this lonely world of vivid greys.
September 2017
YOU ARE READING
The Aspect Of Oblivion
PoetryThe planted seeds of my wretched thoughts and emotions have bloomed their way out onto these pages, birthing a catastrophic garden; a virtue of beauty. A collection of emotions and thoughts documented in words, encompassing a voyage through the laby...
