NikolaeNica

The ever flowing river of life, Just above, the bridge that connects Want and need, With ever flowing light, darkness always follows, Carving you're soul ever so delicately, Heaven or Hell, Such depressing sights, Having to be perfect to reach heaven, But do as you're taught and fall down into the depths of hell, What shall you choose, What if you can't, Reach higher as you die slowly, Or let it all go and drift down the river of life, Drifting to the gates of never ending torture, Or beauty? Which shall you choose, What if you can't If you're fate is already chosen for you, What are you able to do? Who pulls the strings of good and evil, Who