2 March 2013

1

When peace of mind is hard to find,

And rest has closed it's borders,

There's moments I wish these eyes were blind,

Or that I could forget myself.

2

Because there really are no words to describe half the things I dream

Feelings run through my mind with silent feet:

And all my words are for nothing.

3

I know not what it is that my nature is of, I like to think its that of star

But as often as not I'm an ocean, and once or twice it's been a chocolate bar.

izreality99 Problems, And There Are No Words To Speak Them • Opuss № I