The blade on his back
The weight on his shoulders
The burden he bears
Is the weapon he wields
To carve through his demons
To a day he can smile
The beast clad in black
Fights on all the while
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The blade on his back
The weight on his shoulders
The burden he bears
Is the weapon he wields
To carve through his demons
To a day he can smile
The beast clad in black
Fights on all the while