The stress on my chest
Let's me know I did invest
Something into my heart
Breathing life into this art
Getting use to these sensations
Reverberations of my inner
Bright begins to fill the hole
As I break the mold
From stories that are old
Ingrained and overtold
But the darkness of that night
Adjusted me to the light
For when I hold both
Each in the palm of a hand
All is revealed
The grandest plan...
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 1:58 PM UTC
The stress on my chest
Let's me know I did invest
Something into my heart
Breathing life into this art
Getting use to these sensations
Reverberations of my inner
Bright begins to fill the hole
As I break the mold
From stories that are old
Ingrained and overtold
But the darkness of that night
Adjusted me to the light
For when I hold both
Each in the palm of a hand
All is revealed
The grandest plan...
There was a little beat in my head
