Studio 404: "Shatter"

The glass veil shatters, not from force but steady will, The light spills within.

Fear is your glass cage, one sharp cry, it shatters loud— shards turn into stars.

Running past the edge, feet find wings they never knew, horizons bow low.

A single heartbeat pushes past the breaking point— the storm kneels to calm.

Lungs bruised, fists bleeding, yet the mountain splits in two— freedom tastes of fire.

Chains fall to ashes, I dance barefoot on the void, gravity forgets.

This gate had no lock, only shadows in my mind— I walk through laughing.