Sounds Of Pain...
The oversight forgets, as the leaves upon trunk
The rain humidifies I have a meal when I cry dead calm
Home: I give melancholy
Room: of alloyed grief
Tender the silence airs soft shouts and whines
The footprints blanket ignores to feel
Alive with the sounds of the pain
I die to want to live
Solitude you insert yourself insane you rain me in the eyes
You open me the veins and I bleed internal. Another time...
Home: I give melancholy
Room: of alloyed grief
