Treasure Island

Jeryn Bean

(8/23/95 / Germany)

Consumption?


Even though it may seem as though it will consume you...
you must not allow it too.
if you do, it will corrupt your soul,
filling your heart with blackness.

until you are unable to leave,
as a myriad of emotions,
try to drag you down,
you must stay up.

above the hate,
above the rage,
above the discord,
and above the negativity.

fore if you do,
you will be faced with emotions,
you've never had before,
and your soul will be cleansed..

and your life will hold much more meaning,
and happiness.
as long as you do not allow it....
to consume you.

Submitted: Sunday, July 28, 2013
Edited: Sunday, July 28, 2013
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