Wallow in a hollow on a rainy day,
Swallow all the mellow that helped you ease the pain.
Morrow in a shadow still remains unknown.
Follow silent sorrow that brought you home.
Arrows strike, billow sound,
Sallow stain should abound.
Thinking, calling, twisting, mourning.
You paralyzed my heart and let me in.
A violent kind of art you waste in vain.
It seemed that every part of you was brightly clean,
I’m simply giving in.
Wallow in a hollow.
A narrow spot with a tiny flow.
Sparrow lying in a shallow,
Waiting for a bitter blow.
A howl of wind with toppling speed,
A tear-stained shawl is falling down your feet.
Faking, bleeding, moaning, pleading.
You paralyzed my heart and let me in.
A violent kind of art you waste in vain.
It seemed that every part of you was brightly clean.
I’m simply giving in.
All those things you attained I no longer obtain.
I cannot ascertain that your fame is disdain.
All those years in disguise, you’ve been tearing apart my vague eyes.
I can still visualize that I wasn’t so blind.
Though cannot analyze what you’ve done to my mind.