Make It Through

The moments taken for granted.All the years still stain the pages continually turning.So much lost in the wind come to whisper it away.

Innocence in the hearth of the purest souls is choked away by indifference and change.The butterfly becomes a Spider to stay alive

Do we ever find the light at the end of this tunnel of turmoil

Can we withstand the dying tide and can we conquer the Hurricane

We choke on the smog that stales our lungs

Fighting the other wolves to make it through






About Into Oblivion

It's a midnight Kiss from Hell A sweet spell that Poetry sells to my shadowy mind I just like writing random poetry and shit
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