Dreams hidden out of fear?
Cracks and scars? Love isn't perfect, you know.
Insecurities. Doubt. Greed. Confusion. Lust. Hurt. Anger. Sin
It is beating...but for what?
Holes. Dark holes.
Ukraine. Longing. The future. Failed relationships. Death.
Hands in the air, face to the floor.
Take this beautiful, broken mess. I don't want it anymore.
May it belong to you...alone.