I walked through valleys heavy with fear, Shadows clung close, the silence severe. Each step a burden, each day a test, A longing for shelter, a place of rest.
The doors behind me closed with chains, Echoes of torment, unshaken pains. I carried my story through sleepless skies, Hiding my sorrow, yet steady in cries.…
The future chants in veiled design, a riddle carved beyond the line. It speaks of fates we cannot see, yet binds the soul to what must be.
Two decades back, I watched the flame, of faces bright, untouched by shame. They seemed to hold the secret key, while I stood captive, asking me.
What is…