Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Does it matter which side wins in the end?
For without one,
How does the other exist?

Drowned in darkness
There's a small light shown through in the distance.
Over flowing lightness,
There's a spec of black somewhere around the floor.

You never know what you're in for.
Nothing is set so clear.
Just grit and bare.
Nothing less, nothing more.