Water Down My Eyes

A knock came crash down on my day, A knock that changes me,

My head spins with the scream attracts the rain, I felt a rush hits me,

Letting myself to head forth the path ahead, Without resistance,

Everything came apart and crashing down on me, No more myself stands,

A part of me slowly drift into the dark light, A part of me still grip tight,

Pleading not to be apart, But as the world shall dictate,

No more the grip will hold, No more will that part be sighted again,

Still holding on the edge, I now came before the demise of my gramp.

The water flows through the dry tissue, Making it wet and heavy,

Exposing all the hidden parts behind the curtain, Nothing is longer hidden,

Only then shall the realisation step front, To whisper words into the eyes,

Seemingly letting the waves crash through, Without any silence.