May the heavens grieve with me
The burdened veins on my neck
The hurried congealed tears
The soft moans explains nothing
I am like a stranger in my heart
My own voice scares even my self
May the heavens hear my plea
Am lost in a thousand sea
Dipped in emotionless hiss


I wish I can speak
Both my limbs are weak
Listen as my groans peak
Come to my aid
My pains are drilled with a rig
I am like a dry lonely cold desert
Stabbed and wounded
Like a prized hazard
Experimenting on a frozen gizzard
My only mockery is like that of the lizard
Who after the fall cannot decide
whether to run after the fall
Or smack it's mockers after the fall