Sat 3:49 AM

In the valley where shadows roam
Tracing circles in the sand wondering where things end and where they began
Chasing the sun at the end of a never ending tunnel
Light shines it’s brightest in the dark
I’ve come to love the simple things, romanticizing in moments
Searching for deeper meanings in everyday motions
If everything ends now it was all worth it
If fire makes the heart pure then I take my place with the downtrodden and deserted
Truth be spoken, the rich are poor and the struggle is strangely divine
Life is the power of persistence
Regardless…
I choose to be the friendless nomad hoping to be consumed by that fire
burnt to the vein and crushed to the bone
only to rise again freer than before
as a being of my own