I struggle to put my words in a line
I gather them and mount them on a shrine..
Words waltz like braille on paper
Recollections are a heartbreaker..
And now I can’t feel my dreams anymore
Inside my heart, avalanche of words galore..
Lost in this world, feeling singled out
I toe the line, no rules I flout..
I hold my breath drowning
Overwhelmed by hostile surroundings..
Memoirs unfold in the depths of my soul
I rely on myself to console..
I am not scared of my demons, I face them
My rimes help, never let me succumb…
As pages turn like accoustics in a band
I hold my lines in the palm of my hand..