• lodayih 23w


    I've often wondered of origins
    And like a tree I mostly remember my roots
    Even after the countless places I stuck my foot
    I still find it hard to appear in places I do not know
    And I live only to die in a feat that is not
    Quite what I hoped
    Or survive to strife I cannot condone
    the seed of destruction is one I do not often sow
    And like the sands of the earth and all the seas
    I exist to grow and then someday uphold my own