“So tell me; if you’re ready,
then why are your palms sweaty?
Grab tight, your knuckles white,
wind up and swing with all your–

Nights illuminated by days spent in the dark,
Have you had enough? 
You had enough.
You built yourself a house. 
A house is not a home, if every shadow is your own,
is your own.

Time stands still, your movement frozen,
staring down at what you’ve broken,
and walk on, the dust will lift from the ground,
and settle into new found comfort in your empty space." ❖❖❖

Art trade with wishchu, who asked for dirk breaking AR– I had fun, thank you for trading with me!!