Pain

I sometimes wonder how much pain this person goes through

That those who walk on its fiery path (can see the blue)

Can't see the light that shines through

Like blinded curtains, they fall

From the sky, like ducks with snapped necks (that once flew)

Hanged and drowned, like an online drug (played around like a ragdoll)

The cold is nothing.

The heat is intensifying.

The roots trap me and struggle to let me go.

The air is getting colder, please someone get me a blanket.

There is no one around to help.

Can you see?

Can you see me through the pain?

Can you hear me?

Can you hear your thoughts, or are you so drowned that it becomes a fuzzy mess?

Cry and let your songs out like a river... if you wish #$@%&!...