Aug 3 my abundant disturbance Where I hunt down the darkness in me, I thought it’s a foreign Destiny, The more I searched, the more I am lost, In finding this darkness at all cost, When I returned back, in me, Found the rubble, in inner harmony, So mystified by my appearance, Who? It’s me, my abundant disturbance, Rate this:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like Loading... Related