Aye! She thinks I don't see nor understand that wrong that stretches out from within her tears her soul and draws the night to bitter tears. Sudden as the hope aspires to growth the dream bursts its fermented vision the crumbling walls over take spills the well of thoughts and evaporates so fast the goal. That a heart can splutter fade to a dying quest that overtakes the form and wears the heavy gloom of despair. Here where the iniquity of life gathers the tear that buds upon a swollen eyelid Lost, helpless she bids her rest in the twilight world of fairy tales. But I know, I know the prison that holds gathers the structure of life so tight that one chokes upon the pale glimmer of all that once was life. Deep the cuts that over ride us holds us upon that which hope failed to draw and in the silence of the waters drowns us all.........