an empty book in my hand, an empty mind and my heart, I sat once, unknowing of how to say what I felt. knew not why I felt a void, felt unease even to speak; knew not a soul would listen, only pretend to understand. heart knew not how to lie, words had to escape, … Read moreHow it all began
I see myself at the start of the race, Alone: no crowd, no cheers; no sun, just rain; I see a dream, in the drops, on my face, It calls me home, past the clouds, past the pain. Hey! Is it worth? Didn’t I fall last time I followed my heart’s voice? I leave the … Read moreNew beginnings..