Hidden Desire

Illusion of disarray Distorts the quality

Somber

I refuse to walk On someone else's grave

Dirt in my eyes, my lungs Blinds and chokes me in equal measure

Life would explode but her pride stood in the way.

In attendance. Though no role is called

I scream And stomp

Screams in the night Go unanswered

An earth-shattering sounds Catches their attention

Rotten inside You're always found out

If you scream into the void Does it echo