Cast out of…
Why am I here?
Experience lust, pride, desire,… and pain with moderation
Why do my tears burn my eyes when I see
Doomed to desire without feeling content
Doomed to capture such beauty with the eyes only…
I wanted to capter beauty, retain feelings without frame in places you can’t catch. Aren’t we all shadows?
Are we forced to feel, to experience things a certain way while having this call that tells us to escape.
Are we doomed to feel tormented?
Are we doomed to be cast outs..?
Give me clothes and I’ll dress myself…always wondering why…
Am I dressed enough?
First publication on Dapper Tapper Magazine online website