Sometimes I grow, I grow so cold. Feel nothing, see nothing, have nothing to hold. But somehow I know, I hear it so loud. The sound that resonates, resonates outbound. Hurting my heart, my soul and my brain, "Bleeding and bleeding, Listening and breathing" Inhales then exhales, exhales in pain. Like raising alone, in a darksome sky, A sky without stars, stars and moonlight. Fearing the sunrays, escaping the shadows. Running so fast, dead and disclosed. In search of a place, where I can hide, "Bleeding and bleeding, Searching and seeking." Seeking so long that I went so blind. Sometimes I grow.
Do not stumble & fall..!!