You are the only wind through hell.
The gentlest of caresses a cool embrace that warms without heat.
The only Deviation from an existence with little alleviation.
Closest thing I can feel to joy in this place.
Were you stronger you could blow me from here.
Alas I am no kite and must walk out on my own accord.
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 4:33 PM UTC
You are the only wind through hell.
The gentlest of caresses a cool embrace that warms without heat.
The only Deviation from an existence with little alleviation.
Closest thing I can feel to joy in this place.
Were you stronger you could blow me from here.
Alas I am no kite and must walk out on my own accord.