Tuesday, February 20, 2024


White like the lies in the words we don't speak
Clear as the tears from the sky while I weep
Dim like the light of your ship lost at sea
Why would you steer from our island I keep?
Cost is your soul when you sold it to be...
Seen by the eye that can not actually see
What could I write that would let me feel free?
Why? Must I die? Please deliver me peace