A combustion of fire behind my eyes, your lips hold and cling to mine, with our hands bound and intertwined. We are scared, and have been since the beginning, these people all around, kick us down while they are grinning.
And as our heads are spinning we look for the one who we can hold all the way, one day to see the sun. To one day to see the light that they say we need to find, but it is hard to search when people carry a knife, closely behind. I can see dear you are scared, and petrified am i, but no one seems to hear our outcry and we both don’t understand why. I see that this place is not so kind, but oh my love, all you can do, is trust your hand in mine.