By: The-Drifter-From-Heaven
I create my sadness, but never my happiness,
I feel loneliness deeper than joyfulness.
My thoughts become a cage I cannot break,
A heavy road my weary footsteps take.
My heart's hands caress despair and sorrow,
My soul embraces corpses of tomorrow,
Yet through the dark, a quiet spark remains,
A silent pulse that breaks these heavy chains.
A new wisdom of enlightenment,
My grace, my divine atonement.
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 4:15 AM UTC
By: The-Drifter-From-Heaven
I create my sadness, but never my happiness,
I feel loneliness deeper than joyfulness.
My thoughts become a cage I cannot break,
A heavy road my weary footsteps take.
My heart's hands caress despair and sorrow,
My soul embraces corpses of tomorrow,
Yet through the dark, a quiet spark remains,
A silent pulse that breaks these heavy chains.
A new wisdom of enlightenment,
My grace, my divine atonement.