I.
I believe in the death of emotions,
Trust became an exercise to teach you how fickle hope can be.
How it takes your desires in the heat of the moment only to drown them in despair.


II.
This life is something else, i transitioned from one who thrives in midst of chaos to a man lost in the search of peace. Vulnerability being my only sin.

Confusion mocks my pride, inexperience stains my actions. Desires tell me to try again, but to what end?



III.
These thoughts push me close to the edge to confront the one thing i fear most in this chase:

Falling.

Either i dare to fly like Icarus or my destiny is to share drinks with the worst versions of myself in
Valhalla.


IV.
This is the last time I will grace these halls, its been a hell of a ride.
For once, even I drink to that.🍺


-Yours Formerly,
  The7thday