I don't really know if this is a poem or not i just wrote whatever came to mind. It's not great,i'm still working on it,this is just what i have so far. I wrote this about my nan who had cancer and just thought i'd share it. I have nothing left to give i'm all black now. I was pure now the darkness has taken over, the darkness that can never be erased. I have no purpose here i have nothing left to offer you or this place. I'm not afraid of what's to come it can't be any worse than what has already begun. Moving on from here to there slowly but surely like it all began. Slowly slowly drifting away floating away slipping away slowly slowly day by day slowly but surely going just like it all began.
i really enjoyed reading this movement of words almost fluid on tongue. yet the darkness will pass along your days of growing and reaching into this world you will find the balance within yourself... lovenpeace from saff
The first stanza: Defeatist The Second stanza: Optimist The Third: Process ------ That's my scattered input ----
