Hope dangles from these bars.
Rage smoulders and smothers as it persists.
Despair has rendered us to become animals, with no conscience.
How could the darkness, so grim, take over the brightness that easily? I’ll tell you..
We are the ones who gave in.
We did succumb, in a heartbeat
because we find it easier to lay in the ground than soar through the skies.
Piercing your own heart with the sword you were only meant to fight with, was easier.
Tearing the wind that brew storms for you was not an option because you chose
you chose to be chained
and remain on the surface.
And now you lust the skies
the one’s that you didn’t dare to thole or fight for. -WANDERER