-Heaven and Ea
rth-
Miles above, so far awa
y. Ne
eding to go, thriving to stay.
Wonde
ring if, always wondering. T
ired of this existence wanting to move
on. Living the life of
an outcast. Being the
seventh son of the seventh. K
nowing too much, distraught feelings of the p
ast. Feeling so little
, frightened of the future. A
mind of anarchy in a world of harmon
y. How much longer can I e
ndure this Before I gi
ve into my wicked thougts. W
ill I ever know Do I want to?
Is it my sanity people question, or s
ocieties? Heaven, the
perfect world,
Earth, the illusion of tranquilit
y. I w
ant to see like a child,
I want to be the inocen
t one, I want to exist
in a morbid world between, H
eaven and Earth.
Poetry by,
Strife -EMPiRE-