my friend

my friend, such a sweet soul. Burdened by the man, again. His followers dismissing her feelings for the sakes of themselves.

my little souls hardened by hurt, and I feel unable to help. I am in pain, cursed with a voice inside so loud that squeaks with the lack of the talent the brave carry.

my friend, such a sweet song we sang together. I miss you and it's hardly been long. Do breathe and live well, until I see you again.

this is angst signing off, for now.