quarta-feira, 19 de março de 2014

Fortress

For a brief moment the armour fell...and I could breathe again, feel the sun on my skin and the wind, a breath of fresh air blowing through me, hope... but then, dark clouds approached, making me go back inside, stregthening the walls around me, so I could protect myself. Being here, in my fortress, makes me safe, but numb... when will I feel the warmth of the sun or the cool of the breeze again?