I cannot help but to be a slave to my own mind. Such rewards I gather from simple endeavors- ideas covetedas treasures, mysteries unveiling at ones v..
lost in a world that isn't what we rememberthe darkness falls indifferentto what doth lay far belowthe ashes and stones warm the skinbut the world aro..
Doff us all our cap and bells,for surely we do play the partBe still, oh tumultuous tide,which resides within my heartUpon seeing the sight of what is..