you areemotionlessyou hear and see nothing of value orsentimentthere is nothing in your eyesyou use them not for seeingbut toreplicate that which is o..
mountains cast in iron and stonetattered and broken like brittle bonethe lights are off the citys deadjust empty streets where cars oncespedthe jungle..
we are the lostthose who stray too far off the path in search of treasuresand lost our waythose who dreamed of beyond the hills and went therebut they..
strange shapes cross my eyessinging silent lullabiescolors dancebeneath my feetthere voices humming soft and sweetthey have no substancethey give no l..
have you lost your way?you cry only in the rainonly in the darkwhere no one sees youand can you blame them?those who see not your sorrowwhy dose anyon..
i can see you,not like they doi can see the sorrow behind your laughteri can see it in your eyesdo i alone see the cracks in the wax smile you wear?do..