Repition is so quiet
hidden words, hidden time...

Broken hearts stop screaming
broken poems repeat themselves...

Thick blood
thin tears...

A little girl
drowning...

I went fishing one day
and i did see...

I realize now
how long it has been...

I wonder if you know,
know that your words still sting...

Can you read the popular soveirnty,
the clash between a heart and mind...

Blackened mirrors laced with lies
pools of creeping ivy...

Bangs her head against a wall
just to feel the pain...

I found the zenith (it is no bed nor building).
You talk in your sleep...

How many of us look up
at night...