floating in the dark, alone, aimless
Spiritual poetry

Floating in the Dark

I'm floating in the dark and I cannot see. But, I still know I'm there floating in the dark, aimlessly. I cannot hear or touch. As well, I know I am here in the light which illuminates the darkness I am travelling within. I did not make this place. I was 'born into this' ('Dinosauria,… Continue reading Floating in the Dark

finding me, lost, lonely, purpose, mission
Love poetry

Finding you

I can't stand to see a bug stepped on. you would agree that bugs don't have it all that good. if god wanted me to know the answers in life, he would have already told me. I cry for those who are lost, because it used to matter to me when I was lost thinking… Continue reading Finding you