Jyn

Hearing but, I can not speak. Breathing but, I can not taste. Feeling but, I can not move. Motionless I have become. Speechless I have grown. I am lost as the steering wheel turns left and right. Am trying to find that which is already gone. There was a home among hill tops and below the trees. There was an island built from fire and flames a thousand miles away but that was all a dream. I had hopes. I have trust yet, my failure haunts me. Emancipate me from these frozen bars and free me from these chains. I am far from desurving but, I will never give up.