Disclaimer/Notice as Provided by the Content CreatorWe are trapped, inside a world that is too noisy, full of mixed energy, draining our souls and the feelings buried deep. All the dreams, the passion, the things we believe. The undefined answers we seek. The reason beyond our existence, the root of all our dreams. Our souls bleed, but can we hear?
I'm a lost soul, searching for it's path. I write what I feel, I feel it deep. You know it's me cause my poetry's deep. I ain't doing it for you, I do it for me