So confused.
So afraid.
But so hopeful you may look my way.
Does anyone ever see me?
Do you ever see beyond this plain face to the soul within?
Or do your eyes pass through me?
Reality and Dreams are oh so different.
What can be and will be all entwined together in Fate's web.
Can my Dreams ever be Reality?
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Ripples in an Obsidian Sky
PoetryThese are many of the poems that get stuck in my head randomly, almost like a song or beat poetry in a way. I must warn you, most of them can be rather dark or sad. But I find solace in writing them. Anyway, maybe they can help you get some peace t...
