• sorcerer797 4w

    Life as we know, is a sea;
    Can it be steered like a river?
    Religion and new age doors,
    Scream latter as the science.
    I hit rock bottoms,
    I swim back,
    Breathe happiness into
    My definites and desires.
    I'm a fish, gone into deep seas,
    Never was I ever a river.
    Sadness is absoluteness of my heart;
    Don't question my freedom to get that.