Any chance my eyes get to glance I see sadness despite the gazes’ direction.
All this parasitic pain poisoning the world and all anybody wants is genuine love and affection.
Sadness evolves to anger swiftly; that’s energy evolving with hateful misdirection and a smile corresponding with mental clarity is a common misconception.
Guilt infects my mind if my mental health gets better. I stand solo in a slice of serenity, while my neighbour’s smothered in dark and rainy weather.Read more