I shiver,
thinking about all the times I’ve tried and tried…
To end up, “hearing my bones strain under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.”
I even wonder, if things only go up so that they can get down again.
When even disillusionment for the world starts to grow inside of me.
The moonlight begins to sprinkle across my affinity, and gleam in my iridescent glow.
For one moment, I stood back and realised;
the trick is to watch the sky when the day breaks open lazily.
Letting the night roll off it’s shoulders slowly.
Obtaining the dawn of a new era.