I seize the day

and it seizes me

back into the ground.

do you hear that sound?

my eyes can,

but my ears cannot.

everything is of a darker shade

everyone is a bundle of knots

everday is another wave

of passive madness -

I try to touch

the open flame;

it feeds my motivation

to have no hope for the same.

everything keeps me fragile

everyone keeps a smile

everyday keeps me down 

on my mind -

the older one

knows not what

he told her;

that of a terrible, insane mind.

everything gives me a heartbeat

everyone gives me their force to defeat

everyday gives me silence.