Artists honing their craft
Till the nights end, till day's end
In a beautiful display of passion and persistence
Painting notes across the subway walls
Belting out expression under the ground we walk
They do it to be the best they can be
And in hopes they can inspire someone else to see
The multiverse of opportunity
It's laced in our hands, woven through words
Engraved in our breath, and tangled in our vocal cords
It's the expression of being here
As who we want to be
Creating Earthly perfect dreams for all to see
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Hollow Mind
PoetryI'm struggling to feel more than numb, They say that time is supposed to heal you but look what it has done. If pain is a void, then I'm completely hollow and undone. Just some random asorted poetry, nothing more than a means of self expression.
