In the place where the moon meets broken shadows, it begins with the swelling of my eyes  

Tears roll across the scars, that no one else can see

A phantom’s curse

Only this place can release my from this dystopian enchantment

The sweet smell alone entangles me with feelings of safety and wonder

For a reality flooded with forest flowers and a throbbing wind

It teases my subconsciousness, it trickles down to my soul

Like a an agonizing murmur

The hypnotic web forms

In this quiet place clouds hurry across confusing shadows

Shivering in the delicious sunlight

My immaculate hour of rediscovery begins…

I want it to rain so badly,

I can't escape this delirium,

with an open mouth and shinning eyes

I want to be entangled with the ruffling grass

My biggest wish on this day,

the day the strange noise broke the silence

is to run outside naked with my crown in hand

and conquer this unconquerable instinct

Like acid falling through my skin, I feel the flicker of the dark

Welcomed by whispers wound up in wargs' cries

I reject the tangible and fading beauty as flowers wilt upon my head

I burrow in my arms with no one else to hold

The silence aims to crucify me

Unwanted this existence deafens me, unraveling my innards

I welcome the parasites to feast, yet they reject me

To feel is all I want, to cry for someone other than myself

I long to hear the symphony of my soul, but all it does is shrill