So, I'm into poetry and photography. I work in the forest. I'm in college... Uhm, hit me up on the messages)
Suffer The Silence
uffer the Silence
As you wait for the return
Of the lost souls hence
What you lost are not in their urns
They circled and spat
All around your frozen stance
Because they always knew that
You'd never come to dance
With the lost souls without preference
As you Suffer the Silence