The wind says something
But then dissipates, into nothing
Retched scorn
Let go of the past
For in it, all that’s left to do is mourn
The wind separates me
And my body and soul are torn
Let go, let go
I scream
Let go
Let the wind guide you
Let the wind carry your soul
Feet fallen on crowded surfaces
Freedom is felt, as the wind carries us
And I do nothing but let the wind just,
Be