the despair factor

along the path where the stream is talking

i breathe the mist and continue walking. the wood it whispers in a language of it's own. as a sigh escaped my lips

i feel the light caress of fingertips that

steal away the breath and leave me on my own. waiting by the stairs. waiting

i despair. my whole life is a dark room. one

big

dark room. do i hear the hollow sound

footsteps resounding on this frozen ground

or the familiar disappointment of the echoes of my own?

waiting by the stairs. waiting

i despair. somehow i ended up here in between

where there is always the comfort

of knowing i'll never be seen. when i fall

when i fall

i wait for just one touch

and i fall

weightless

endless

faithless

i'll adore you. a single touch

before i fade. painless let me pass through. weightless

endless

faithless

i'll adore you. a single touch

before i fade. painless let me pass through.