All those memories preserved/ locked up and stored somewhere / yet my own mind decays
Thrown up in the air / haven’t yet hit the ground / up above these thoughts so vast
I never stare at the stars below / The ether above the universe filled with voices / that often alarm the sky
Storms interfere with the pleasantness / the Cold won’t drift away / a rift in all of these moments
In the brightness I hold myself / between the molecules of breath / underneath the sinewy muscle
Reminisce encompasses all directions / every sense intertwined with them
Blood and Tears 