Nous on broken wings
Blown away
Blends in other thoughts to
Evergrey

Grows an enforced frown
In teardrops while
I forgot
The language to survive

My eyes
Are duller and strained than before
No delight, in my eyes
All I tried
Like flowing sand in my hand
Unrecognized by my withered eyes

Hopes in blisters cause
cold embrace
And blench in front of my
Invalid haze

In tears I'm bearing
My disguise
The sea of craving
Lies so quiet