• heartstrings_pal_ryu 5w

    Fire in a Snowstorm

    We vigorously scour our souls
    to find the pieces that make us enough
    We repeatedly scour our bodies
    to continue to be in denial that they are rough

    We endlessly crave for the one
    a person, a dream, a place, a name
    We pretentiously go on a long run
    from fears, from darkness, from shame

    We gleefully fill our mouths with words
    along with the mask that we're addicted to wear
    We helplessly cage our inner birds
    and let out cries for help to someone who cares