This is my wont, this is my path...
This is My Path
Escape the Stillness
I just might uproot to escape the stillness...
Shattered and Passed Down
Ashes to ashes And dust to dust Words to letters And iron to rust Pictures and frames Passed down, son to son Twice, maybe thrice Trading memories for a new one Maintain character Pretend with the times Play a new part But never consign Be your own self Yet look to the... Continue Reading →
A General Nescience
This nescience of life Is my best attempt at understanding The culmination of years Learning how to be me But I cannot use a knife To dissect another's comprehending The culmination of fears Learning how to breathe Theory
December Rose 