I'm feeding up the tears

I’m feeding up the tears

The blindness rose is split.

My words are symptoms here

With eyes over complete.

My chest is swallowed by regression

To die absorbing your perfume

I need no cash, I need no extra

Exactly nothing to assume

I need the space to fill the distance

I need my kiss not be denied

I need my tears drop like crystals

By the sound of your apologies

When silent song have to be frozen

How cruel thing will be that day

When I am effortless be spoken…

That I am here just to fade.