i’m gathering the energy, maple scented remedies with tendencies that tend to be suspended through my memories of melodies that spark amenities within me mentally, sending me along the path away from all the enemies, solitude depresses me, even though i choose it, pursuing you and all the things you do’s alike to music, inaudible to you but to my soul it makes me lose it-while i groove it i forget about the sadness.
a quick little poem since haven’t posted in a bit.