Walking through the dark wood
Alone , in the search of many answers,
Hiding his anger and face under hood
Holding his book full of chapters.
Eyes full of tears and regrets,
Looking at the moon with many questions
He is not afraid of danger but threats
Made him to go for different directions.
Heart full of broken dreams,
Soul with many fresh wounds and scars,
Sealed lips with full of pain and screams,
But it was all hidden by that hood he wears.
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 3:08 PM UTC