Washed Up

im flushed........ no color in these eyes...... to pale to see my dotted drops..... these lips of no color, shade a terrible sound.. So constant now, the trembling fear. How did it find me, it has no eyes to see..... to weak to scream the bloody name.... to meak to kno the constant shame.......... i've seen you before, but only in a dream. That corner of darkness my imagination can never escape.  The empty hole in the corner of my eyes.... u see right through me......  and the things i try to hide. In a crowded room im so alone... breath right through me, the mellow and the meak.... whisper to me the secrets that u see.... crowded around, my walls are tumbling down.. This Wind and fire will burn me out..... they say that fear is just a faceless word...... a word so sharp to cut my dreams.... & spill my hopes, ripping at the seams...

...... i've seen u before,........ but... only in a.. dream