Truth, such a powerful word...It's hard to hear but so relieving to tell...
It's the difference between reality and fantasy, these to hardly ever meet..........
Only few of us can tell the difference of these in this sick twisted planet of scump we call home....
These people come from a race of accient guardians, so powerful yet so harmless, they hold the secrets of this said truth.....
They're knowledge goes farther than any other mortal being, so complex, so harmful to that of a human mind....
They see reality as a toy, it's diverse yet it always falls in line of the cycle. They rarely see anything new.
Life is nothing more than that of a story, a tale of you and your life, the predictable fable which it is.
Their people are unfortunately running slim, this world has taken its tole on them and made it harder for anymore to be created.
Their kind will die out soon.......then reality will cease to exist altogether.
They look for humans who stray from the cycle, the adventures who dare to be different.
Some of you out there reading this think I'm stupid, yet some of you know my words are true.
So children please hear their cry and dare to be different, stray from the normal life cycle and become one with the guardians.
The species can only live on through us.
Save them before it's too late......
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My poems
PoetryMost of these are poems I wrote years ago and I just felt like sharing them, these poems are not pointed at anyone so plz do not think I aim this at you. Plz enjoy, some of them are dark yes but they were written at a rough patch in my life. I hope...
