Ode to the beautiful curse in which we bear within our own humanity
To crave destruction so yet to fascade ourselves within our own creation
It truly is beautiful
The way we lay waste to the world we call home yet desperately search for an answer in which we can find nowhere but within our selves
Do not fear simplicity my darling
For it was always the beautiful part of your soul in which I had the delirious pleasure of witnessing
You always were the balance that I so desperately craved
Me absolutely lost within my own complexity, lost within these worlds I had grown to revere so
Yet somehow you found me within my own wonderland
You were the only one ever brave enough to jump into the rabbit hole and walk with me here
Amongst the singing flowers and the talking catapillers
Even the cat here loves you
So worry not, for you will never be forgotten
After all, what was wonderland without its Alice
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Unforgotten Words
PoesíaThis is a book, comprised of words in which are slowly becoming unforgotten upon my heart. They have been trapped here for far too long and it's time that I shared them with the world. So come, dare to look within the depths of my very soul as I pai...
