Childhood Misery.
The feelings I have of
2005 are abundantly clear.
Death outside
Things dying in the darker nights
The rain
Washing everything from everything.
The stupid rain that I bless
With such passion.
The day so monotone.
The ground a death trap,
Filled with silent screams of
Those who relished in summer.
Emptiness.
Silence.
The sight of this season
Was my happiest misery.
2005 are abundantly clear.
Death outside
Things dying in the darker nights
The rain
Washing everything from everything.
The stupid rain that I bless
With such passion.
The day so monotone.
The ground a death trap,
Filled with silent screams of
Those who relished in summer.
Emptiness.
Silence.
The sight of this season
Was my happiest misery.