Look. You know too little About too much because You're human. Life's an interplay Of too many forces, Too much for the human. Crooked paths We can't make straight, Burdens assigned us Without our consent, Grief apportioned us we don't expect, Occasional happiness granted us, Heaven sent. The happiness is occasional, So make light every… Continue reading Die for Nothing
Who am I?
Let it just be enough to understand that we misunderstood me
In you, I'm alive
I'm afraid, God.