Sitting at the corner of dimness,
The feathers slowly shed the dreams I once dreamt.
The wings that had once given the power to fly,
Lay on the ground, shattering the courage I once felt.
The heart that once beat with passion,
Now stays still with no rhythm to dance to.
The bricks create a barrier,
Reaching my hand towards you,
Wearing a veil, I camouflage my fear.
The hands that once swayed to the melody;
Remain still to each and every harmony.
The invisible hands hold me back,
Drunk in sorrow, I flow down a river of tears.
Exhaustion pulls me towards the ocean floor.
I wake up from a dreadful dream,
A dream of my own death,
Not surprising although I run out of breath.
The heart that once wept,
The fears that crept,
The love that I once felt,
The happiness that had once brightened my eyes,
Sink in an endless ocean.
Image courtesy of Lucas Pezeta