04/01/2024
It's all about fear that frustrates us in order to limit our destiny,our past cripple and throw us in this cold darkness,we don't get along with the light,it burns.
To be seen,to be heard feels like a curse,i don't need an audience for my performance cause comfort and safety comes in lonely times,when the sun goes down,when the streets are empty and the rooms are solemn.
We live mute,deaf,blind and that's okay to be dead, it is peaceful in this nightmare,thats where we find life and where life finds us.
It's okay to be buried cause silence have kept pain at bay,like a calm storm,a peaceful rest yet sometimes it all feels empty but that emptiness is better than the heartache pulsing through a broken soul.