(in order to see this poem in the best way, turn your page length to 40
or at least 20)


There this little heart
is within
a feeling

sinking
AAA L L A
That my world is s A A L L p
l AAA L L A
o A A L L R
wley breaking, and tea ring A A LLL LLL T.

F z y words and thought cr beneaith my tiny feet.
u z um
bl

?Where?Will?This ?Madness?end?This?I?Truley?Do?Seek?

What I ponder and I know
Doesn't seem to let me go
Where the path should lead onto
Turns my head around on through
And allow me time to Grow.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Midautumn, in the year 127 MA.