• Chattering voices of shattering glass
    Echoing choices of futures past
    Remnants of clarity clouded by thought
    Places were failures are lessons well taught
    Consciously we slip away to sleep
    Giving away all that of which we keep
    Emotions in motion and motionless still
    Lifelessly empty to reach ones fill
    A place for ones baggage that requires no rent
    A moment of self, selflessly spent

    Written by
    Azrialthewinged1