About this user
I never know what 2 write about myself in these damn things, so i'll just put a poem i wrote here instead. That works, right? **PITCH**
Darkness is the craddle that hums my lalaby~I rest in nest of confidence once the harsh lights die__Swing safely in its haven from the weight of crushing stares~Quickly flick the switch down & make eyes odds less fair__With pitch black at my back i can move forth & know~That all in my past will be smudged by my shadow__As darkness use 2 thrust, my vision would slowly adjust~Til our defenses turned 2 trust & we became somewhat of a crutch__Fear no shady figure that lurks beyond this cloak~We face much worse in our minds amonst its cracks & smoke__A closed-mind sees me pale & at darkest im barely blushed~Again they only see my veil & pass a judgement rushed__Amist this blackened land im neighbor 2 devils play~So i part these sands 2 prove that in darkness, good still lays__Does a man blind of sight not still know the warmth of light?~His eyes see constant night, but does he not still know whats right?__Here within the sprawing ash there's no place left 2 fall~Here not 1 is better & all are forced 2 crawl__Here in the pitch is where i found self truth~So here is where i'll stay until the lights & i call truce.
Hometown
Canonsburg_Guntown
Occupation
Student
Schools
CCAC Community college
Interests
Studying paranormal phenomenon_writing poetry_being in nature_being alone_watching cartoons_criminal justice
