What grace have I been given,
What duty to the dead,
What sunken eyes I swim in,
Inside a shallow head.
My heart thrives for the living,
Beating swollen out of chest,
And yet no cause is given,
I weep into thus heavy breast.
The stars they seem to mock me,
Night that knows no end,
Dreams are forbidden,
For no sleep comes easily.
Rest is still not yet a friend.
I heave a breath upon the land,
Four walls within I’m trapped.
Yet world I know vast and vacant still,
Contradicting notions I am filled,
Not knowing where nor when to start,
Where grace once lie now falls apart,
A withered, weary broken and yet still beating, breathing ever hoping, daylight soaring
Peace, Smiles and Superpowers!