JUMP THROUGH

Each and every soldier breaks

March on here by mourning,

Hoping still that matches

Wake this fire thats performing,

Struggled past,

Lost in two 

Afraid to speak the truth

 

A ship to sink

For last ends think

Which were then exclaimed by equal noise,

 

Hurried by the shallow wind which fades with much more than a single grain

Carried by the worsening SUN pierced in lungs and reminded of the water which fell down once again

To sail beyond that which you have never know before

All that you will need is

nothing.

Not body,

Not mind

Not patience

Not time

Not feel

Nor felt.

These streets

They have wept, 

As I rise up the steps 

I clutch to this breath

Not knowing what comes next

My soul is ignition,

These walls burden vision

If hours pass time 

Then its never been written