C’hesed

Qwufua Environment picture.

When at your lowest,

The feeling you are left with nothing,

All promises they sold you,

Doesn’t matter anymore,

This is all to remind you,

Keep away from the worries,

You are set to go,

To go explore your misanthropia,

Head first to your desires,

Find your own way into the woods,

The forests, into darkness as your own light,

To never be seen anymore,

By them, whom are blinded by light,

They never see at night.

Nomatter how they seek,

To psychic vampirize you,

Remain potent omnipresent.


Published by Dr. Qwufua Broomstick.

Writer,Researcher,Artist, love diversity, Conjurer.

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