Feb
16

I will start writting

not never stop

until my heart is sore

and the power in my hand is no more

but this time it will be for me

for the strenght of the words themselves

without any music or melodies

any rythm or longevity

This is my story

the whole thing

not just a flashback or memory

to try and make me sound worthy

this is my story

from A to B

the sound of a whitepage

can’t be heard but only seem

So take it as an oath I will now try and show thee.