colors are burning my eyes
but I cannot look away
my only resting place is soiled
disturbed
feeling dead to the world
some wounds never heal
some words are never spoken
all the beauty hurts
because he isn't here to see it
a soul broken in half
wanting to release the pain
but I have no tears
do the dead cry?
Post je objavljen 17.11.2005. u 23:06 sati.