Unconscious
How can the voice rise in silence,
With your heart crying in pain.
A breath is sounded in the swallow of a lake,
When the rain falls so passionately in vain.
I see the hope of your heart,
But how can I believe in you.
The mirror of hope is clouded,
When your despair wilts past sorrow.
Soulless power is raised in victory,
As chaos runs through the open field.
A broken bottle graces your lips,
Rain clouds come to breath in the journey of destiny.
A girl stands in solitude,
When surrounded by the night,
Her dress flutters in the wind of red,
While darkness engulfs her life.