i believe our souls are revolving in a sense that we’re reincarnated in many different forms. we could be genuine and innocent in this life, but horribly immoral in the next. a male in this life, a girl in the next and even a winter’s bark in the future. our souls learn lessons and try to become rounded. there are new souls and old souls, which i revel with in my poetry. some are romantic, where i long to meet another in a future life. then i throw out death, murder and sins showing sometimes we’re not good people. i believe we take touch, emotions (good and bad) and little words for granted. i play with characteristics, social norms and specifically experiences i’ve had in this life, hoping i’ll figure out why they happened in the way that they did.
majority are repetitive of the same person and moment as i write to clear my mind and see the situation from different perspectives.
