 Dirty Wallpaper 2004-01-16 . chapter 1*sigh* so true. looking at the stars, experiencing the calm of the night its easy to believe/convince yourself that peace is, or that peace is possible...but in the daylight, its funny how terribly your opinions change.
i love the night, and i this poem is lovely...it just really emphasises how ironic it is that its in daylight when things seem worse, and in the dark things seem great...very contrasting when in reality when tend to relate darkness to evil and light to good.
very nice work, made me think...as per usual ;) you always tend to make me think though. kudos! |