Melancholia

"How many sunrises would you trade For everything to be alright? The wind is tearing at your skin. So, plant your feet and hold on tight To all the things that made you laugh, When heartbeats didn't hurt, And all the times you pulled yourself Up from the dark and dirt. There's no such thing as endless pain; No sacrifices to be made. The wind will cease and you will rest And you will find your way again." - Ellis Nightingale Collab between @_isabelarts x @lunaleonis