I will erase this world of yours with such magnificence of my presence that your vision will remain no more, your eyes fading to darkness and your soul barren before me, in my grasp that I shall corru...
I find peace where the sun kissed leaves dance in the melody of the cool breeze that floats through the air.
Still we remain, still we fight. Still we strive, still we survive.
Where there is darkness, there once was light.
Those eyes so ecstatic with the gleam of new life, the wide laugh that no doubt uses up so much of the breath contained in those tiny lungs.
Whatever may happen, the memories of then will always remain, ever so sweetly with me, nothing to tarnish it. Not even the ugliness of reality.
It is not the presence of despair that ails you, but the absence of hope.
Every time my stupor turns into vibrancy, standing around is not an option.