4/21/15

But alas, I sit in this barren, cold room.

Very much solitude.

No sun, no moon.

Storm nor shine do I find.

Dark nor light existing.

Just space, space and confusion,

doubt, and worry.

Running, chasing invisible dreams.

Dreams so unreal, dreams so unseen.

It's all so unpredictable.

-K.A.M.R