A wireless solace in the rainstorm,
Screams like a fake tear from the sun.
It’s tries and it stings,
But can’t make the pain undone.
The wicked world just got bigger
As there’ words dandle in my head.
It hurts, it feels,
Intricagy was all they said.
The beautiful cascade tried to break,
In the dark light from the sun,
Wickend and evil,
I still hear the words fallen from her tongue
And it write’s like a mindless puppet,
As a not corecct but painful augury
I can’t help to think
That, maybe there is no remedy.