Jul 2023
Life thrusts me into a path,
Of violent solitude.
Solitude clothed as loneliness,
A friend dressed like an enemy.
A sheep dressed like a wolf.
I am searching for myself.
Who was I before I drowned the pain
With intoxication and in absolute vain
Of violent solitude.
Solitude clothed as loneliness,
A friend dressed like an enemy.
A sheep dressed like a wolf.
I am searching for myself.
Who was I before I drowned the pain
With intoxication and in absolute vain
It's been so long since I've written. It feels good to be back.
