The night air was colder than cold But even so I stepped outside Walking into the moonlight Shadows danced frigidly before me My wishes fluttered…
rebellious writer
The night air was colder than cold But even so I stepped outside Walking into the moonlight Shadows danced frigidly before me My wishes fluttered…
When you see me, do you wonder? Is there something about me? Mystery, grace and nature wilds When you see me, do you think? Is…
The travesty of life Is the mundane, the mediocre, The methodical workings of just another day. Surviving and enduring, Another day, another dollar, Declaring this…