You see the rain as it runs down slowly
painting a picture as it fills to void emotionally...
Snowflakes swoon tween
eyelashes of tear filled...
Nothing but the screaming wind,
with biting teeth that tear...
Memories.
There is an old grey man sitting on the floor...
Homeless.
A red sunset on a nice warm beach...
Hollow steps echo off the ground
As words hang in the air...
It's been a night of confessions and words
That leave me gasping for a breath in a dark room...
Sorrows in,
Remembrence of...
Instantaneous chills fade into my delicate milk
Skin so thin, blue veins protrude and are like...
I wipe the fog off the mirror,
Hoping that it is the only reason my reflection is...
I have learned to hate thanks to you.
You inconsiderate bastard...
Lavish is the grass in which I find myself laying,
Staring at the sun, however not golden...