DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, don't be fooled please:)
if fear was an actor he would be a walk of hope in specks of despair an undeniable attractor disguised in a dress maybe a dull maybe a shine of extravagant happiness shaded in deceived colors of enthusiasm pretentious upon the safe shallows of death killing a devilish grin with pure sarcasm -------ravenfeels
It’s been four months since the sun last shown.
Since I last said goodnight. The stars twinkle, And the lamplights are an illusion. Sometimes, I can pretend that it’s the same. Sometimes, I remember that the sun is also a star. The stars I see now are just a bit further away; They don’t shine as bright. I want to get on a rocket ship And fly far far away. I want to forget about this sun and its tragedy. I will find a new sun The new sun will shine brighter. The flowers will grow taller. The world it shines on will be more beautiful. I will say good morning again.
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, need a sign---for my feels to shine:>
universe of ours to the seven of the heavens of the gods of the universe I'm just hoping for a miracle immerse I'm just waiting for a sign to utter a feel to the unspeakable feels in the eyes spitted crime universe tell me if it's a message you ought to send to reveal because my attachment knows no surface when it comes to the deep universe tell me if it's the angels that I think I see because my paths are carved on the stance of this willing be universe tell me if it's the right I sense if it's the mild anticipated hence because if it is-the moons that I felt the future that I begged then my dreams would surf to the boundless wilds of the ends ------ravenfeels
Waiting for rain that may never come
Watching the sky for foretold clouds Planning my day around speculation Finding I've wasted 7 hours.
My dear, you are not the sun.
You do not need to blind others or overpower someone's light to shine. You are a star. You shine the brightest along with all the others, not without them.
The stars are fake,
they are shinning upon the sky And burning everything that touches their beam. They desire a sand and you are the hourglass.
We shine bright,
Like the morning star, Because of sunlight.
happiness without a
little sadness is like the stars trying to shine in the bright of day
I don't consider
light and dark to be opposites. They're just the same; they couldn't exist without the other. The light needs the dark in order to shine, and the dark needs the light in order to exist.