jeudi 7 août 2014


10,000 lightyears later
and I'm still sucked down into
the wormhole of your hatred.
I will not grab that silver thread
winding from the exalted place
you claim to be your birthright:
Your narrative doesn't wash
and the food you eat is poison.

1 commentaire:

marinela a dit…

Sweet heart, somebody is feeding with poison instead of trying to find love within the heart.Nothing is outside of ourselves! if only people will understand that. The hatred space is dark and ugly and if one stays in that space for long will forget how the light of the sun is hugging the soul once we allow it to shine from within.