i still hear youre cries

i still hear youre fright

tears fall from your eyes

like rain from the sky

the taste of reality

so sweet so sour

echoing the springshowers

i was kept in a dark room

awaiting my fate,my doom

i never tasted the sweet/sour freedom of reality

til that night

dead,there lay,i

a lifeless body lay there

consumed by the sick twisted fate of its own fanasty