elvis-okumu
Kenyan
Kenyan born and raised. Upon this world I have gazed. And in this I have seen, all the what ifs, and all of the could have been. Came across the reaper in black, beside him I went and sat. He told me that it wasn't my time, and put me at the back of the line. Came across a rose in red, rested in her petals for a bed. Eventually she came to tire, and tossed me out of ire. I find solstace within the pen. For my words alleviate my burden. For this reason I continue to write. To bring my sorrows to the light. For as you read and grieve with me. I hope the light you too will see.
