Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
The Fall
I’m just a reflection of the thing possessing me Of a soul entrapped in a tower without a key Forgive it, it has forgotten what was and where it used to be A god reduced to a human Falling by choice just to see The happiness after the sadness And the naivety of thinking it’s…
