Of many vices There is a time when the rain Cascades down like a waterfall. This drench of hopelessness, Left me drowning with a heavy heart. With weary hands, and idle thought. Now my colours have turned to grey.
Every moment and every second, We allow our ignorance to prevail Upon us all. The vitality given, To a grieving hollow.
Never again will I have to To drown these demons in sorrow. Never again will I have to To drag this pain undesirable. Never again
Set sail to a place of peace. Divide the ocean, the path we chose. Consume the light, breathe in the only candour. Concrete bed Withered leaves Still bright enough