When you are alone
All the time
In a gray room
With no light
Or ending
Humans are beings
Of hope, progress, and creativity
We do not dim easy
Even as people try stuffing a flame
Killing people
In the name of a better life.
Losing faith in our society,
They find it, they make it, somewhere else.
I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
