• My body so week
    warmth which he seeks
    takes it in delusion
    cause seeing eyes are blind

    Standing in fever
    though lying at the floor
    the character walks through the snow
    which pours warm from the sky
    vanishing before reaching anybody

    In the face of darkness
    the only true existence
    death cursed and rejected
    glued screaming to the pain
    waiting for the next morning..

    but waiting is vain..