The world around is drowning in terror, Every morning news show the world in error. Trivial issues they douse with passion, The world has made fight, its fashion. They say it’s for freedom, They say it will bring relief, What they fail to say is that, The end will inevitably bring you grief.
Rusted mind and broken times Never before have I heard this chime The nothingness just echos and bounces off the wall The perseverance just fools and ends in a fall. The question that still haunts me every night is, Where do I stand and what is right? The lingering memories from time by-gone Tormented
And slowly it descends on me Like the rain from above the sky I feel my flesh melting And my soul seeping out through my skin I look around me to see If there are gardens here Or have I been subjected to thorns But I am floating in space Below me there is no
Some relationships are formed even before you can understand the meaning of relationships. They just simple are. Just like there is wind or the sun, these relationships just are present.