*Sometimes,
It's not the World
That helps me write.
It's the
Loneliness and
The World of darkness.
Because, I have to raise from
Where I fall
And achieve
What I lost.
My words give me
Light to at least fight
The darkness which
I cannot completely
Expell from my thoughts and
Life.
If there is no darkness how I
Know the value of light.
I also praise my darkness*
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 1:00 PM UTC
*Sometimes,
It's not the World
That helps me write.
It's the
Loneliness and
The World of darkness.
Because, I have to raise from
Where I fall
And achieve
What I lost.
My words give me
Light to at least fight
The darkness which
I cannot completely
Expell from my thoughts and
Life.
If there is no darkness how I
Know the value of light.
I also praise my darkness*
After all, we have to Love our enemy
Like Martin Luther king said
Darkness cannot drive Darkness
Only the light can do that
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