Dark-Empty Nothingness There are times when I feel like everything’s going smooth, then comes the rough road. I’d dance as the birds sing, but the crows would give me that eerie look as if they are telling me I don’t deserve the bliss. My family is a mixture of hot and cold. Perfect it is not but good enough to make me feel loved. Therefore, the reason of the anguish is not them. I have a lot of circles. All are undeniably big. Not just multiple pairs of ears that listen,…
