𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 ➵ (𝐓𝐖𝐃)

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈 ➵ 𝐋𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒

"𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬."

I couldn't bear life without my guitar.

A life void of music,

seems so bizarre.

I am afraid.

For the future of this world,

and of the many threats we must evade.

"This world stripped the ocean of its blinding blue.

Death heightened,

and the color vanished from view.

I stand on the cliffside, struggling to stay alive,

when I look over the edge, and into the bloody water;

I dive."