sonGs of oTher laNds

Silver crystal

The crystals that dare not fall
From the sadness of one's eyes
Rolls about, defiant
Wanting to escape

Within the silver crystals
Is a tinge of redness
The redness grows and throbs
With each second that it protests

Helplessness overcome
Who can help the one but the one?
The silver fades away to darkness
Darkness triumpt

Then, no longer able to resist
The murky tears roll down
The tears no longer pure
No longer silver
But dark mud that stains the cheeks

No longer pure.

posted by jessXW @ 2:10 PM