Part III: The Spaces
My heart is broken into million pieces,
With stories unparalleled and not even mine to tell.
Like lifeline with cut into the middle,
I drew a line to make it longer.
Chances I took that I regret later,
It broke me but who could tell if it made me stronger.
And with all the lines and borders
I have to cross to find my way,
Led into spaces,
Vast of oblivion.
Once was white turning into different colors,
But when all the colors combined becomes so dark...
Darkest shade of blacks.
Noir.