• I wash away the tears-
    A grip on my cloud
    Whisks me far away
    In this dream-
    I sleep-
    To live my life-
    The way it ought to be-

    Come down-
    Falling stars won't last forever
    So hold onto the now and the then
    Before it crumbles away with yourself-

    Host to reluctancy
    She confides in untruths from within-
    What a menace!
    Just a creep without hope
    Left to dissolve in her own garbage-
    Will she ever be the same again?