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.