What our heart manifests
Is what it desires; how are our feelings so mellow then
We dream but don't believe.
We stay stagnant, disbelief
Then how must you prowl upon your pray
If you wish to stay. Hungry
in the depths of life's haze
please tell me. Scream if you must.
Was it all worth it to end up heartbroken?
To dream so hard you never wanted to leave
To wake up and realise you're still hungry.
