You Do Not See The River Of

No One Understands That You Have Given Everything. You Must Give More.

When The Superficial Wearies Me, It Wearies Me So Much That I Need An Abyss In Order To Rest.

A Little Candor Never Leaves Me. It Is What Protects Me.

Everything Had Been Stripped Of Deceptions, That Time. And That Time I Was Afraid Of Everything.

I Keep My Hands Empty For The Sake Of What I Have Had In Them.