I was no king, but to call me 𝗠𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘀 was no mistake. Still, I fancied myself an artist, a creator, bending the truth to be called 𝗣𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼.

But all I really am is nothing more than a coward. I am neither a king nor an artist. So I shall run. Run from the truth, run from My Rose, and myself.

Because I 𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 to myself!!!

To them...

"Beyond the Fractured Light" is a poignant and introspective poem that explores the human search for happiness, meaning, and emotional wholeness. Through vivid imagery and metaphors, the poem delves into the complexities of the human experience, revealing the fragility and beauty of the human spirit.