User talk:Ashel Kasamala

Desolation Feels The Sky
I sit by the bridge and stare at the moon. The moon hangs upon nothing. I look at the stars and smile. The stars and the moon guide the night. I hold my tears while trying to look at what's beyond the sky. Everything is just a blur. The sun watches the day while the moon guides the night. Feels like I'm at my lowest when it's dark. Sleep keeps running away from me the entire. Trouble steals thoughts from my restless mind. I think and think. I don't no which method I can use to stop this pendulum in my head. During day light, I worked my hardest, stacking up the papers. But ugly demons creep. The sun and moon see me struggling. Ashel Kasamala.

Feel free to edit Ashel Kasamala (talk) 08:58, 7 November 2022 (UTC)