The next train you depart on
will hold the scent of cane fields and...
A river ran along my cheek.
Past lips that tremble but dare not speak...
There's something about your air
that makes my soul cling to you...
Take a look at me now
Who I am...
It's raining here,
it's raining acid and shrapnels...
"Ah, look at all the lonely people."
'Me' has been deprived, faith's dried yet...
Father,
Time's unraveled in a tangle of what's left...
If you could see the woods behind me
tall, quiet and yellow...
I once found love buried deep
within the greys and blacks outside...
Isolation is when you wake up
with someone else's dream on your tongue...
I.
I am wearing headphones without listening to a...
The mist of my breath disappears
Into the darkness of a November night...