More than a decade ago, on a piece of paper after a long long night I scribbled with pencil, almost illegibly the following lines during a dire period of my fading youth, and have held them dearly ever since. I came across it recently while moving and wanted a more proper -and lasting- home for it.
From my madness always driven
May my heart once be forgivenAn unfamiliar dream of seas
Will be the door and us the key.
A small but transcending memento that reflects on what I felt and penned down years ago.
