Toxic Willows

I see the veins of my arms

Popping from clicking keys

Cause I just couldn't bear

To leave my legacy.

Taking it back to '05

And the journey begins

Every day ever since

I lost some of what's in.

I couldn't wait to just grow up

But I'm having second thoughts

Feeling dazed to just wake up

Where's the rain to my droughts?

When those resilient scents

Or those tunes and those rhymes

Seem insignificant

But have stories to remind.

And the world seems grim

With those toxic willows

Phase after phase

A moon in a castle of pillows.

I've risen above the lies

The offence and mockery, I forgive

Cause your craft is how you write

My craft is how I live.

By: Arman Yusuf