Energy
canalizing,
synergizing,
entering a whole new plane!
From tormented shards,
to fractured particles.
A new substance arises
and shifts
the swiftness within,
with which
a heartbeat loses track
of same rhythms
as itself.
It's a currency,
prevalent,
ever to be said,
that trying is the same
as failing in reverse.
But success shall not.
Be,
falling
for whatever it's needed
to the utmost
outward of the truest
shapes of all:
It's the same mask,
We've all seen before.
Let it out to dry,
out the
daily sweats,
on a lonely rack,
for someone
calmer
to find.
Out,
post
our destiny
on shattered glass walls.
After all,
fighting a never fully
sealed wallet
of aspirations
and young cries
of a generation.
It's one fractured
goal,
and it will
fracture
your.
World
of ours.
Into pieces,
it shall rein,
everyone's odorless
domains.
Nevertheless,
always remember
to patch things up
before leaving up
the bench
for good.
It's the life
of a chance
compressed as
realities fit
into a dynamic
Crystal Marble.
A song that ever carries out
these premonitions,
and its ambitions,
for when
the sun reaches.
His final breaths.
Another try
to replicate...
Some specific garden
we've always known
to care.
About what
we wanted
to create.
Over again.
Portrayed in dark-tinted
lenses
that only braver souls
can melt.
