Empty screams echo through the halls.
A house that was never truly called a home...
Coco loves company,
inviting everyone...
Young boy sitting small
in the corner of the room...
Tonight I'll go to sleep
And maybe I'll close my eyes...
Paradise is being able to walk without having to...
What happened to those good old days?
where you didn't have to be pretty to be praised...
Yes, I knew him once.
At least...
Fire burns my emotions to call upon a sensation.
Your dreams make my nights flame of the game...
Once, there was inspiration at my fingertips
and words wove themselves beautifully...
At last my final breath leaves me alone
The light slowly fades from these once warm eyes...
I can feel the vibration of a word start to come...
But then my mouth closes when I want to shout...
Twirled a wilted leaf,
shoved into grim solitude...