I walk through the same hall… everyday, I see the same people walk past me with their eyes intentionally pointed away from me… everyday, and I hear the same gossip being past along by the same mindless, incoherent, disgusting people… everyday. This day was different, incredibly different. When I took my same everyday walk… I… Continue reading Those five seconds
Tag: foot step
pride
.—.-pride/+. ravaging through the fields, distrought over carnal warfare. the silence of death surrounds my every last foot step here. to think hatred could cause a simple man to become an animal. thinking no longer of myself but for what i have around me.