I am not powerless.

“My heart, mind, and soul are spread out, carefully wrapped and filed in this ch…”

“the path is lost, and I’ve become part of the wreckage − another meaningless ca…”

“I can feel the grip of lost lives beneath me, starved hearts hoping to escape t…”

“And the drops of rain. They are delicate, at first, their splashes graceful aga…”