C’est la vie. By The Given Heart

Life happens, It flies in it’s own direction, While I simply observe, sharpening my senses. No longer entangled in the web of fiction, You choose to watch, Yet you cannot choose not to be watched. Others observe those who watch, While they themselves are watched by others. It’s a do-or-die scenario, A moment within moments…

Realised Tears. By The Given Heart.

Buried deep where worries grow, I tread a path, uncertain, slow. Right through the gloom, I find my way, A beacon shines to guide my day. Inside my mind, a vibrant hue, Paints dreams and hopes, both old and new. Though trials loom, and hardships thrive, I know within, I am still alive. The pain…