Alone, we dwell,
Broken and bruised,
Fear melting into perceived form,
We see and we believe
We shrink into the darkest corner.
Alone, we think,
Fear becoming numbing,
A flame flickers deeper inside,
We hope and we aspire,
We reach toward the sky.
We are alive.
The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…