I wander through life like an arrow shot from a god's bow. Penetrating the dark, stealing the night away. Like a thief. This cold brilliance is my mind. This unfettered heart is my soul.
Awake, to the tragedy outside my door. Pained, hungry, hopeless hearts surround me. All I have to offer is my voice. My words. In a futile hopefulness. Wishing it all away.
Do you see the tears raining down like a summers storm? The flood of sorrow that surrounds these souls..?