I live in a lake of apathy. With thoughts and emotions in tides, unbridled and lapping.
Some times they consume me.
Some days it's sink or swim, and some days I question. Wether life's just a whim, a fantasy of perception.
I've had days I've looked up at the sky. And watched as the clouds, full of wonder, floated by. And wondered how
I've stayed rooted to the ground. The grass between my fingers, feeling like an anchor holding me down. These emotions, they linger.
But what if I let go.
- What would I see just around that bend, where will I go? Where does it end... What would I feel?
And our perception of reality..
Is it Real?
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I'm gonna try and start uploading once a week, lol well see how that goes. No specific day of the week yet, but let's start small by saying by Sunday every week there should be a new piece to read!
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A Collection Of Poetry
شِعرA Poetry Collection that contains a mix of light and dark. Each piece crafted from the heart and derived from past experiences, emotions and thoughts.
