Through the clouds
The suns brings light...
It feels light to you, doesn’t it?
The weight of this...
Take a cloth
and slide it across my skin...
Empty
empty...
I wake up to the four same walls again;
like the rest of us nowadays...
The stress the strain has overtaken him.
Scared to look in the mirror to see who he has...
Sometimes when you're lost
It's not about direction...
I feel the rain
and I wonder...
I wake up daily wondering if today will be the day
that my life ends or if I'll be cursed in another...
In funerals,
I’m used to wearing...
Once we'd paint the town
But now all I see is the...
it feels like
invisibility...