a series of shorts 1/ ∞
my heart sings of sorrow
hollow caves of feelings long vanished
numbed by the hurting
only to never witness a flicker of pain
cries of despair fill the air
but never my tongue
as words long deserted my speech
look up at the sky as we are children of the moon
a series of shorts 1/ ∞
my heart sings of sorrow
hollow caves of feelings long vanished
numbed by the hurting
only to never witness a flicker of pain
cries of despair fill the air
but never my tongue
as words long deserted my speech