POURING RAIN
I SIT UNDER THE TREE WITH MY BOOK OF LIES
TRYING TO STAY DRY
BUT THERE IS NO ESCAPE
~ DEATH IS ENDLESS ~
THE RAIN REMINDS ME OF YOU
TURNING EVERYTHING A SOFT BLUE
MY BOOK IS WET
AND ALL THE WORDS I WROTE IN PEN
THE INK HAS FORMED THEM TOGETHER
I SINK TO THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN
~ I AM A DEAD WEIGHT ~
NO EMOTION
I WILL LET IT SUFFOCATE ME
BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH THERES OXYGEN AROUND ME
~ I CANNOT BREATH. ~