A Poem (Outro)

I ask for freedom for these pure souls

Stuck in Loopholes of lost hopes

Trappped in the system like a barcode

Spark one just to lift the threshold

This life is a condom fucked up but never lets go

So where do we start from?

When It feels like the end of days

When feelings rise up

All we can do is speculate

Peakin out into darkness

Nothing there

Except for me

There is always someone in here