Zak2502

Naked

 

Naked eye,
silent sorrounded heart.

what\'s that sound?
elderly and ancient crown
from a spirit beyond recognition.

a vast dark room
comfortable crouching,
no hope, 
no light, 
yet he takes a glance into my soul.

Naked eye,
he sees through me
directly to my soul
his silence seems to claim; 

\"poor pretentious soldier\",
\"come home\",
\"come home\"...