Sometimes its best to not know
how to be aware.
Feels better when thoughts;
empty as pandora's shell.
Silence speaks words
of million thoughts,
of vagueness; incomprehensible.
The end, where ahead?
As the beginning so far, behind
us endangered species.
Sometimes its best to not know
how to be aware,
nor to think what lies
ahead.
- Tiara ♥
- Currently seeking therapy through literature. Wrote a novel once, Eccedentesiast (2013), and will proceed on writing casually. Don't take these writings seriously, don't let it question yourself.
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