Sit down and breathe.
Unravel your mind of the hallucination.
Watch the flowers as they bloom.
Feel the breeze that haunts you.
Watch those around you be free.
Realize you never can be.
Trapped in a body with only a mind.
I watch as you bend and twist.
Practically a dissipating mist.
The clouds in the sky, they do not cry.
Overhead they strike their bolts, and you just sigh.
A pocket full of despair.
You carry and desperately share.
I see your eyes.
Dark and mysterious filled with cries.
Under your coat you hide a boat.
It carries you into the sea, the water the ink that you wrote.
Mountains peek from your shoes.
Where the man on top, sings the blues.
In your gloves you conceal trees.
They hold between the screaming breeze.
Oh under your hood, my darling it's not so good.
A storm it brews inside your mind.
The hell you want to leave behind.
Swirls of thoughts and horrific sights.
The stars do not come out during nights.
It's the flower of your soul.
Although it's dark, dark as coal.
Put together all these things and realize who you truly are.
Hiding is your specialty, you run and you run far.
Don't lose yourself in all the hate.
For I think you're truly great.
Take my hand, that holds many keys.
To life, to happiness, to taller trees.
Sad can be happy.
Darling let's cry a river together and feel crappy.
