The trees walk as the wind sings.
Traveling naked under the moonlight’s ring.
The scars gained are a reminder of what life can do.
Still in the battle with open wounds new.
Now I’m in control of the monster I was becoming.
Ive torn apart my fears no longer running.
The skin I was in never felt like mine.
I’m more sane when the beast uses my mind.
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 11:49 PM UTC
The trees walk as the wind sings.
Traveling naked under the moonlight’s ring.
The scars gained are a reminder of what life can do.
Still in the battle with open wounds new.
Now I’m in control of the monster I was becoming.
Ive torn apart my fears no longer running.
The skin I was in never felt like mine.
I’m more sane when the beast uses my mind.