I am afraid of being blind.. not seeing’ the colors of the world.
The
sky, mountains and trees, shaping around me.. feeling alive.
Blinded by ignorance.. that covers our
eyes as the ash of grays folded these eyes..
I’m afraid of the sea.. Drowning a big black hole pulling my
feet.
I
miss the beach.. that tickles my toe. As the sand pulls backwards the water..
And
death is near...
I’m
afraid of losing you.. And Hope is the last thing in my mind, I’ll carry on.
Currently listening:
Nonentities "Bleakest of Days, Saddest of Ways"
Veils "Demo tape"
Currently listening:
Nonentities "Bleakest of Days, Saddest of Ways"
Veils "Demo tape"
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