In a caged room surrounded by mourn faced by the art I drew and painted skewed in a sullen moody brew* drowning in the remedy of beauty
On the cliff, clipped of untraced wings rated by the lifelong abandonment sent free by the unlived blurred visions fondling the melodies of the unfounded
Inside a class of the pessimist, frowned at Summerly scented lavender cases the rain burnt under the burdening traffic of smoke, lurk, afflictions, delusions
Outside the forest chasing waterfalls submerged in the weakening infernos isolated inside the gust of wintery winds *sipping tea and seducing mere boredom