What lies in being a poet when you are no mad-man?

COMPLEX but a BEAUTY you are.

The hell were her eyes That put the demons under my skin on fire alive And that solace stare set my heart ablaze

COME. CONNECT. CONSTRUCT.

I looked up when I was sane and even now I still do.

Insoul,happensunion.

Carry the weight but don't complain.

To have a life on Earth means not that you fully own it and do whatever you like. Your life isn't a thing you paid for but indeed a blessing She gave. And yes, remember, She can curse too.

In thy

We all are just a PERFECT BLEND of infinitely many moments of "I won." and "Did I just lose?".