There is a great, black, vacuous space. Within this darkened void lies all manner of gaseous forms and material substances endlessly swirling in a constant state of both perfect chaos and immaculate harmony. But even the most vividly descriptive imagery can only at best scratch the surface of such a mysteriously complicated thing. Such is the vain attempt to accurately depict the sheer complexity of a person within a paragraph. I can never fully express all that I am through written word alone, for just as the Universe must be experienced in order to be fully understood, so must I.

Poetry, Dark, Philiosophical, Psychological