Resurrection

Something died in me And every word I’ve penned has been to resurrect it My heart has become a rearview mirror That looks always upon that moment in time Where I was taken away from me But how do I get to a future when my past is always present How do I move onContinue reading “Resurrection”

Almost Doesn’t Count

The content presents a vivid and evocative description of fleeting and fragile existence, characterized by imagery of impermanence and unrealized aspirations. It portrays the transient and delicate nature of life, emphasizing a sense of transience and unfulfilled potential, ultimately leading to a profound sense of desolation and quiet introspection.