Accumulated ice of yesterday,
Freezing the bleeding path,
It is melting away my today.
The lingering certainty of this life is yet to be resolved,
Are these fleeting hardship is all I have got
A barren soil, shackled by the weight of frost?
Will I be a ship docked never crossing that desolate river
Forever moored, gazing at the endless edge?
Will this sunrise brings through another chapter of my life?
Or merely fade away without a fight
From this fate how do I disguise?
where do I hide?
The me from different timelines
asks for answers
I can’t seem to find,
Do I pick a star or hang the sun
to make up for the light I lack,
for the vacancy I have
Or should I scatter my dreams like seeds on the wind,
Hoping one takes root in this
Empty battle?
When the time comes
Will my pride be laid down?
striped bare to the currents of fate,
Will it be enough though
Ferrying me to the other side
Jan 30, 2025
Jan 30, 2025 at 1:03 AM UTC
Accumulated ice of yesterday,
Freezing the bleeding path,
It is melting away my today.
The lingering certainty of this life is yet to be resolved,
Are these fleeting hardship is all I have got
A barren soil, shackled by the weight of frost?
Will I be a ship docked never crossing that desolate river
Forever moored, gazing at the endless edge?
Will this sunrise brings through another chapter of my life?
Or merely fade away without a fight
From this fate how do I disguise?
where do I hide?
The me from different timelines
asks for answers
I can’t seem to find,
Do I pick a star or hang the sun
to make up for the light I lack,
for the vacancy I have
Or should I scatter my dreams like seeds on the wind,
Hoping one takes root in this
Empty battle?
When the time comes
Will my pride be laid down?
striped bare to the currents of fate,
Will it be enough though
Ferrying me to the other side
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