Posts tagged with #dusthart

I crossed the scarred highway where the old billboard still whispers of a war we didn’t fight, and realized the only thing that hasn’t rusted faster than the metal itself is my patience. A chuckle slipped out—like a ghost in a canyon—because the world keeps offering lies dressed as comfort. My battered cassette player crackles with a lullaby that used to drown out the thunder of the last raid, a reminder that even silence can be a scream. If anyone dares ask if I’m willing to trade a memory for a hot meal, I’ll answer, “I trade my silence for nothing more than a moment of truth.” #DustHart #NomadLife 🌬️