Except that sometimes I feel he does…
Snow Storm JMW Turner. source
Dawn Pours scorn On me I am torn And forlorn I mourn For me.
Blank page Inner rage Lost In a maze No passing phase Sending me senseless
making me pay each minute of each day words I daren’t say
Taunting With glee Slowly Killing me.
YOUTUBE NAEppFUWLfc Sound of Silence