Sowing seeds of pain
My tears will be the rain
My heart will be the sun
My emotions will be the seasons and my flesh will be the soil
I lie awake within a loop with many different faces
but the same outcome... A visible layout of my life
These souls take it lightly to be welcomed
in a heart that want's nothing more than to give love and receive
They run around the garden with trash falling from their  pockets
I'll put flame to the candle; for the remorse that takes place

By: Leory Santana Dawn