sad visitor

sad visitor

im a sad visitor to a strange place of loneliness.
all the pretty flowers are gone to death..
and the blue sky's are no more...

alone,
Head down.
i walk.
alone.

i see happiness,
but threw a pain of glass,
that my fists cannot brake....

the color is now gone from my eyes,
and soon the red of my heart will fade to black....

the more pale i become,
i more i sees to exist...

i am just a sad visitor..


soon the red of my heart will fade to black....