• There is a land far away father away than the wind can carry,higher than the clouds,
    where angels sing above of happiness and love while down below demons and nymphs frolic like wild animals laughing and hissing and where we stand is nothing to them.Being alive and overwhelmed with fear to be going to either dimension as if I am leaving this world and on to another and it hurts to think more about the fact that I am dieing in these thoughts.Like a story that keeps on writing itself that doesn't end till it fits it's point.Wanting nothing more than a way to get myself out of imagining and to the reality that I'm here on this very Earth,no detail can explain it.And all I want is to find some sort of desire to fulfill my heart and drive me from these thoughts.-Kayla Lee