Of its Own Undoing
As quickly as I fell into your abyss the waters parted and we stood starring at each others soul.
Our universe being born.
Like a falling star with no hope of making it through we watched our worlds fail us.
No matter how hard we tried we could not convince each other that our love was limitless.
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Kyle's_Allegory
I grew up in the Piney Woods of East Texas down a red dirt road which felt like in the middle of no where as a kid. My summers were spent walking creek banks through the forest and swimming in ponds. We did not have cable or satellite so I spent most of my time in the outdoors which I feel played a big role in my ability to open up and connect with nature. I prefer to write outdoors, my mind tends to run freely with deeper and more meaningful thoughts. As Ive grown older I seem to make more and more excuses as to why I am too busy to write, which is a bad thing because its an outlet for me. List of my favorite Poets: Charles Bukowski, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman, Edgar Allen Poe, and many more.
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