For a brief moment, my eyes fade and my vision clears.
A gray mass with dissipating colors.
I see clouds of darkness shrouded over the people.
All shout in pain, yet no sound is heard therein.
Lonliness is natural, possibly the worst best friend.
But stoicity is broken by a man.
Seemed like the sun followed him, rather its orbit.
He left his crusted self, danced around until a day.
As music stopped in his head, he saw his surroundings.
A recognition, depression.
He knockes, prods pushes and pulls to no avail.
As he reaches his end of time, he falls to his knees.
Lifted up, wings had grown
I look upon myself and see my freedom breathing heavily.
So I chip away my ceiling, letting light soak through life, shedding love.
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