i have this memory of a timewhen i was tied to the hospital bedstruggling ti stand upon my feetand a friend decided to check on me
i had already lost her to the hands of fategrieving her loss in the same hospital roomfighting my illness, cursing at fate for not killing meand then i heard about a conversation my friend had
he decided to reach out to meout of all the wolves in my grouphe stood out among manyand i realised he was always true to me
now we make musicshare ideas and write togetherhe made me discover my passionand love for songwriting
About- This poem was written on November 29, 2025; 6:21pm and is part of "Ashes of Us: The Haunted Chapter". I know there is nothing haunting about this poem in context of this poem. But i wanted to share one hopeful message that not everyone can be your friend because you have to find the one among those "everyone". I have never been this specific about a muse behind my work but not that i care. This is the hopeful ending of Ashes of Us.