28 days pass by...
when the mist shadowing my mind
slowly disappears
into the horizon of exile.
A thousand souls of memories,
your silent longing,
my twisted angst, pray
stay dead.
Then my heartstrings
play a reincarnation song,
no longer holding onto our
broken pieces, now buried.
28 days pass by...
my eyes open again.
Jennifer Alé
Jan 11, 2022
Jan 11, 2022 at 5:36 AM UTC
28 days pass by...
when the mist shadowing my mind
slowly disappears
into the horizon of exile.
A thousand souls of memories,
your silent longing,
my twisted angst, pray
stay dead.
Then my heartstrings
play a reincarnation song,
no longer holding onto our
broken pieces, now buried.
28 days pass by...
my eyes open again.
Jennifer Alé
