REVEAL.

Senryū I

“Kukai”

I am air to feel ,

born to breathe in the sea ,

deep open ocean.

-t.f.s.

RELATIONGREY:

What people don't understand in a relationship is that it's not grey...

It's black and white

You're either loyal or you're a cheat

It's either bigotry or it's honesty

You either care about them for real or it's just a play pretend

If it's for real ,you are enough for your better half

If not ,then no amount self doubts can match and counter it

And somewhere in your gut you see those lines... But you chose to ignore it

So if you have this love that just blinds you

Always remember misery love company

And you need to do everything you can to grow out of it....

Deadly virus.

In depths of evil,

fingers in the dirt pray

to welcome God's darkness,

to take us upper in the air.

Floating secrets hidden in minds,

mouths covered with mud

to grow a poison so good,

feel the tearing pleasure,

plague is coming to greet us.

-t.f.s.

Senryū VI

On the other side

enemy accepts defeat

while darkness peers in.

-t.f.s.

That's wow.

Hopefully -

In seven years I’ll be a different person,

And in my stride

I seem to find

That belief an assertion.

It’s not as if I’m struggling,

To find out who I am.

It’s just that thought of deep unrest is bubbling,

To the surface,

Again.

To be alone cathartic,

Apart from life

A part of life.

To regain my composure,

To ensure I find closure.

There are meanings to these thoughts

These thoughts I feel and hold.

There’s times upon the horizon,

Still yet to be told.

There’s loss upon my path, to radiant perfection.

Wether it be at my hands or through times of inflection.

It’s impossible to feel loss,

Without once having had.

So that’s will be my goal,

A story yet untold.

I’ll collect many more memories, and experiences.

And have myself,

To mould.

Senryū X

Your heart is wounded

in an empty hole all the

way back into soul .

-t.f.s.

People weren't capable of creating light.

They just stayed behind the ashes and smell of destruction painted in a black hole.

Before it could attack, the void was a spiral that fed itself with your soul.

-t.f.s

“But you have to manage that , you have to learn how to be alive after dying again and again. The art of recovery is to want to be alive after plenty of deaths.”

Hidden.

I used to know world's broken slides and I travel around them in the ocean open wide.

Avoiding the thousand times of "you're a liar", that shows how much I like drinking my mistakes.

-t.f.s