Arrows graze; your makeup oozes like a sorrowful lava into an unknown sea of forgotten time.
Marching on; transport crackling; burrs burrow.
Escape mirages reflection on your horizon.
Heart; pumps bravery with beatz you recall dances to with a smile.
A hawk's cry forces your windows up; gazing at a legend of your make-believe.
Childhood innocence longs to regain power of your vessel to cruise with more joy than that thy felt thy possessed.
You cradle what damage remains. Trusting in the fire that lights the sky and makes grown men tremble.
Rain will fall; you will grow; you will blossom.
