Leaving tracks across desert sands, only to wander aimlessly into the abyss.
Searching for a destination beyond the tangible, the physical, the material space.
Souls colliding and dividing again, so is the cycle of blood, lovers and friends. 148 more words
…. murder is not in my vocab or thinking , therefore i do not kill … stealing is not in my vocab , therefore i am not a thief , unconsciousness is not in my vocab therefore I AM awake , war is not in my vocab , therefore i do not manifest …. 17 more words