Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
A beauty to me full of masks hidden away, I've left my mask behind a long time ago, my ego too, and i fell...........one day I'll know to live a day...
and one who use to be an angel fallen because he wouldn't love humans, I love humans, but I CAN'T be around them am I also a fallen one
I think not. Otherwise, how could you love?
good point, well at least i pray for them...I am agoraphobic which i ignore all my life, the got a social phobia, 42 years i've helped as much as could maybe deep down i knew i would fall..But i thought the universe would stay with me would keep me strong because i could help so many people but genes are genes and i've inherited the motherload, bummer
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