Wandering aimless, through the shadows screaming,
Deceived by life's illusions, still unsure if I'm dreaming.
Behind the bars of my mind, forced awake, heed the call,
Embarking on a journey, rising above the prison wall.


I clutch onto my empathy, in the quest for melody,
Promising myself a chance to love, to grow, to hold on and see.
As time unfolds my story, I embrace the empathy,
In the echoes of my existence, finding my harmony.


In the silence of uncertainty, I find solace in my gaze,
Turning the page, stepping away from the haunting maze.
Searching for safety in my eyes, a haven yet to find,
A canvas of possibilities, leaving the past behind.


Running from shadows, a futile escapade,
In a room of lies, silence prevails, a charade.
Yet trying to run, but I can't hide,
Within the echoes, truths reside.

To live, or not to live; a ponderous quest,
In the realm of existence, where hearts beat in unrest.
To endure the slings and arrows, the world may throw,
Or venture into the unknown, where the dreamers go.

Holding onto my empathy, finding the elusive melody,
Composing a harmony of love, letting its resonances set me free.
In the garden of my spirit, I let empathy bloom,
As time whispers its secrets, dispelling the gloom.


Life's transient essence fades away,
Transforming, evolving, day by day.
Within, I find the strength to thrive,
Embracing the empathy, letting the flame revive.
As yesterday dissolves, in a canvas reinvented,
In the warm embrace of acceptance, new beginnings are presented.