A little poem from the god of poetic justice.

I hope you find solace in the cold dark comfort of eternity. Mindlessly wandering the abyss for something that don't exist. Like a dreamer waiting to wake up to perfect dream reality that could never manifest out of love for the soul.

Not very long but deep and foreboding wouldn't you say?

I guess it didn't have those big words that clog up the reading of a so called poem. Meaning ti hinders the flow of the whole drain. For those who don't understand true poetry it's not about gaining audience with words most arent going to understand and impressing them with a fake intelligence to draw someone in just to disappoint.

Meaning I knew it was too good for you!