Myself away from the siren's call is Lunacy the legacy we are all artists painting windows on cell walls I've been a stone hoping for flat smoothness that someone might skip me across dark lakes I walk faster on this hamster wheel for a raise so I can afford grease for ancient gears I've danced to long forgotten songs wailing melodies buried marrow deep logos are your house's sigil a circle of protection made of blood swishes I dreamt of a family who welcomed me as kin
Marley Musarra
@MarleyMusarra · 0:09
Beautiful, beautiful writing. Thank you so much for coming on here and sharing your work. It was so peaceful for me to listen to
Hi, Marley. Very glad you liked it. I had a pretty good time writing it. Thank you again