POETIC PLAY STUDIO

The screams within me,
Calms in the beauty of dawn,
As everyday life comes to pass,
Silently the noise rises in the evening,
It starts to dance restlessly,
As if thrown in the ball of fire,
The ashes stay the whole night,
To witness the drama of rage,
In the broken edges of self,
Invisible beneath the laughter,
It breaks the broken,
And tears the dead pieces,
To let it go fearlessly,
As the nightmares narrate the tale of fears,
I walk through them,
With darkness my only companion,
Until the moment arrives,
When light reaches the soul of the heart.