Marvin Arreaga

The thoughts never seem to end,perpetual best friend. You draw close to the edge while everybody waits on you. Lifting your thoughts above everybody else,what does it mean to descend and fault. The crowd awaits you,simple complex friend. Misery is only yours to lose, a tree is awake with your helping hands. Stand in front in the end to watch the universe manifest, all along the world was a mistake. Now you are here. All those beautiful places you have seen, you are here to replace.