What if I told you I'd leave the universe behind Just to seek out The little bits of the truth That float in the nothingness Surrounding it?
(The first poem to the short poetry collection named "Finding Truths". Unfortunately another project of RH's that remained unfinished I just began to read through this and it matches my mood right because it seems everyone in my life lately is incapable of telling the truth and I wish I could just rewrite my own story I guess. Happy Writing ~BM)