My life is just a black hole,
spinning round and round...

Watch your eyes stare,
Watch your lips quiver...

Kind
Gental...

Dread creeps into my being gradually,
Whispers of terrors to come...

Tracing the scars
The soft spoken lines...

The waves that crash on the surface of the sand...
The grass develops then deceases, being submerged...

Bind me to the earth
Wrap my wrists with your vines of authority...

You desired,
I was sightless...

I feel so alone in the world,
like nobody cares and i"m dirt...

The voices,
They whisper...

I know what would solve it,
But im not supposed to do such things...

I am watching time pass me,
because i do not no what to do...