Created
2025-02-22 09:14:58.133 -0600
Observation
When the weight of dreams bend my back, I hold on.
When the noise of transactions drown the whispers of my heart, I hold on.
When the Skull's gaze threatens to hollow me, I hold on.
For the act of holding on, I defy the erosion of my spirit.
For as long as I breathe, I reclaim piece by piece, the fragments of my humanity, from the jaws of indifference.
