The acidity of emotions burn,
As they trickle down frail cheeks...

A life once lived inside this flesh,
Twas happy and divine...

The endless days that slowly pass
As the sun rises and sets...

Who am I?
Just a feather in the wind...

The weariness that lies within these eyes,
It beckons me to sleep, but I can't fall...

I hold within my arms,
A bright and shining star...

Somewhere inside I've slightly broken down,
Like hanging branches from a dying tree...

Darkened memories of you,
Brings winter to my heart...

The chilling rain that beats upon my cheeks;
Concealing tears that I have tried to veil...

Smoke
Filled air...

Dreams are overrated,
Always crashing down...

Holding back tears,
As I try to write...