impressed with my heart
even chained to the ribcage prison,
still viscous, thick and tough,
holding the dream, revenge, and feeling togeth
er,
experience maybe that taught my heart,
to permeate all the situation,
and shift it into experience shape,
make it still breathing,
in my tiny little world,
"No one is free, even the birds are chained to to the sky"
p/s:regards~ my heart