In words, we find solace stitched in our hearts.
In words, our hands intertwine with fire on the trembling ground.
In words, we chase our realities and wake up living our dreams.
In words, we fall in love with unrequited souls that leave postcards in our front porch; reminding us to come
In words, our stories are somersaulting around the blemished skies.
In words, we find salvation.
In words, we are free.
(sketch by Vincent Van Gogh)