Space is filled with memories of today
Like a black avalanche being called by the sound to follow, color appears beyond the ebbing tide of birds. It's beautiful. It's dangerous. It is a fate unfolding from the heavens bore from the depths of your new hell.
I do wish peace to those with struggles, whether they are visibly obvious or hidden deep within their selves.
Trapped in a world you resented Broken free from a cage built with love I see now it was never meant to be