Feel the rhythm break
and all security fade,
a safety net you were never aware of
gone for good
with only emptiness left,
nothing will come
to fill it,
good or bad.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Feel the rhythm break
and all security fade,
a safety net you were never aware of
gone for good
with only emptiness left,
nothing will come
to fill it,
good or bad.