While they say,
That I drip of the purest honey...
That my height will be the beyond.
But my mind has a ladder
With missing steps.
The light shines deeply in my own hole...
While I've gone mad from the shadows,
I converse with them through myself.
...
As I pull my touch from the gold,
I repent in dreams and prayers.
Because as I see sin,
I see survival.
And as I see forgiveness,
I see hope.
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Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
