Abyss

Thoughts run abundant in an open mind. Like an ocean it contains vitality and sustains life.

My thought aren't that rare. They are of the simplest and most common thing you would hear everytime. My thoughts echo your own. We were never different. We were crafted and born in the same nature and the same entity. I breathe the air the you breathe; I love like you love; I live like how you live.

My thoughts are running like a river finding its way through the sea. And the only way I can live is to feed my soul with words. I crave for sweet words from poetry and novels. They are food to my starving soul. I drink their juice to fill my dry existence. I feel them like satin on a rough sand.

Let me bring out these crazy riddles hiding in the deepest part of my head. And maybe just maybe I will be the same again.