About Me
To me sleep is a confusing, narcotic that only quiets the beating heart.
Days of joy, days of sadness slowly pass me by.
As I try to hold you, you are vanishing before me.
You're just an illusion.
When I am awake, my tears have dried in the sands of sleep.
I can no longer hear the voice of your gentle words.
Floating off tear stained walls.
Endless rain, fall on my heart, in this wounded soul.
Endless rain, let me stay a memory in your heart.
