Hello errone its been a while since i have posted anything... or written anything at all for that matter... so heres a wittle poem:3 enjoy, here goes nothing.
There is a place, much farther than this.
No pride, no glory, least of all, no selfishness.
A myth, a Legend, said to not exist.
But pursuing these tales i cannot resist.
I run, i jump, i crawl on this path.
Following something i clearly, cant have.
it hurts, it scars, it kills inside.
impossible to finish so why even try?
Well listen up to this story of a grave dangerous place.
Farther from here which i saw with my face.
and then it repeats itself:P haha i actually just came up with this, i hope to start writing more and longer so let me know what you think, yadda yadda yadda blah blah blah...
