One day, I’ll be gone. But in my words, I’ll carry on. an ‘on’.
One day felt longer than a week. I now no longer hide. But what’s behind the waterfall I seek. Looking in from the otherside. Old and Young. I want the knowledge of the departed. With air still filtering in my lungs. When you’re alone pass by one time. Help make it mine. Lets collaberate, I’llContinue reading “The Otherside”