Like the lone tree stood on the brow of hill – The towering crowds of terror fulfill, The truth, The torture; The binding lonesome bones Shall befall the hillside as the winds start to groan.
Tag / different
This one pretty much applies to every walk in life, to every avenue throughout your journey, but that doesn’t make it any less relevant or any less applicable to writing for that matter. The fact of the matter is, different is always the aim. Uniqueness, I feel, is always better than just being a sheep […]