Cover my eyes
I don't want to see...

So in the sand
i drew a picture...

Oh the coldness
Gripping my throat...

Breeze that washes over face
You close your eyes and smell...

Sit and gaze
out that window...

So you want to know
me...

Taste The insanity;
It is mine...

A grin within
My intent...

So its the wind calling
Outside these walls...

What is it
Child...

I lay back
On my back...

Can it be possible
To forget what it is to be...