I walk through the empty streets,echoes of a world that once was,each step, a reminder of…
cold steel barsenclose this hollow soula life measured in regrets
There are days when the mind feels leaden,an iron shackle clamped tight.The world becomes grey…
celebrate the hipsthat jut and spread,a river of strengththrough generations.
Angry red scars form kaleidoscopes across my back, a reminder of how I used to fly but…
The space between heartbeatswhere I feel your absence,an ache that echoesthrough…