11/04/2025
I built a home inside my chest
from broken things I loved the best.
A daisy wilted in the frost,
a song that knew what silence cost.
I light it up with haunted grace,
a candle flicker in deep space.
The walls are made of whispered fears,
the floor is paved with vanished years.
So if you knock, I might not hear—
I’ve tuned my soul to disappear.
But still it glows, this hollow place,
a sacred ache I won’t erase. ✨
