These hidden feelings of despair
The smell of death in the air...

Dark clouds gather in the sky
Death rustling along this street...

Memories that hide in the dirt,
hide from the booze in a broken bottle...

Twisting and turning
In these serpentine...

I am falling
This bottomless pit...

Salt mingled with your kiss
In your eyes I find bliss...

These thoughts
They lie to deep for tears...

Contorted bodies, pain,
Inflicted by the insane...

These chains that bound me
have broken free...

Butterflies float in my head
Jagged wings, bleeding rainbow...

--SaintlySins--
I taste salt...

These tears
They flood this sea of sorrow...