To live without saying goodbye.

We’re the shadows of the world The strange ones There are no stories about us No songs to celebrate our deeds The wind doesn’t know our names Our ashes won’t return to the earth Our pain will stay here Even if we go away And our smiles forever fade In a painters regret Yet I’m…

Awake

I just lost everything Every inch of myself, gone Every beat of my heart, wrong Every step ever taken, mistaken The will The thinker said Was the only thing in the end Without it, we cannot live With it, we cannot let others live So, what’s the point? Hurt others and come through Hurt yourself…