But nature is a stranger yet;
The ones that cite her most
Have never passed her haunted house,
Nor simplified her ghost.
To pity those that know her not
Is helped by the regret
That those who know her, know her less
The nearer her they get. 172 followers / 5.7k words
I painted a pretty picture In my mind Of what life should be Perfection and beauty Reflected in each stroke I painted a place For me to feel safe Content Satisfied Now I'm trapped In this painting And can't seem to escape No matter how hard I try