feel the kiss and the sand on your tongue it always makes you want but you could grasp it if it were to show you its eyes your longing like every stranger you see can you make it better than your best? every minute counts the time you can't change did you feel left behind was the time too quick for you? do you tell your self it's all temporary? dreams of the pure white pillows, mother... hate through creation love through creation all colors vibrant and new are you reborn now or that much closer to the sleep? you fear or long for... Black Tea I've been swallowing swards for so many years now cold metal against my throat day after day my swollen tonsil are my reality organs turn black to awaken is to feel sick to be possessed by anxiety my sole is stretched thin X2 The arrow points do not puncture my organs they have been slowly dulled by my stomach acids and bile when I drink the black tea that is my remedy my cure the unclean existence of metal becomes clear now with every passing moment organs turned black to awaken is to feel sick to be possessed by anxiety my soles stretched thin