“He who says the least speaks the most.”

So many holes, but piece by piece we become whole.

Ask the desert how much it aches for the rain,  how I ache for you is much the same.

We walk through fires only to sulk in the ashes.

Inner peace cannot be attained if chaos is where you find comfort.

And if you choose to save anyone I pray you to save yourself.

These bridges that we walk across they weren’t build to be burned.

We live only to die yet we’re dying to live.

We’re all gems, some have yet to shine.

To be human is a privilege to be part of humanity is a choice.

Can’t you see you and me will forever be the definition of irony?

Time answers questions don’t ask just wait.

It’s a shallow world make no apologies for your depth.

It’s a filthy world blessed are those who leave here with their hands clean.

Just like the season’s hearts change too.

I am tired of being tired. So I free the mind.

It’s a loud deafening world and everyone just wants to be heard.