This state that is so satisfying. This being that is so freeing. Repetition never tasted so good.
Don’t let the past rule the future. Wild and free. The motto she lives by.
The prison reaches only extend as far as they are allowed. Courage rests in the hands of those who seize it.
Swimming against the current, destined for a brighter future. Fighting through the waves of popular opinion, for the future. Their future.
Can’t have peace without war.
She opens her eyes, finds the horizon, follows the sunset, howls at the moon.
It’s what we do. It’s what she does. With the deadly calm comes the rage, the inferno, the passion to forge ahead.
It burns alive inside of each and every soul.
We are but demons tortured by humanity.