I alone invade the world and with you, I walk it, with colours and flowers I've never seen.
You are the essence of peace within what I see on this world.
YOU ARE READING
existence within earth
PoetryPoetry in words of a mess, written throughout years of my teenage angst that continues. "Shall wisdom and hell be spoken when my ink turns into blood"
t h i r t y
I alone invade the world and with you, I walk it, with colours and flowers I've never seen.
You are the essence of peace within what I see on this world.
