Closed.

There's nowhere I belong. Nothing to do but laugh but, I'm not made to smile, my face just contorts in evil. I beat upon those below me with my unbrella. Made myself feel a bit better. Will you chide me now? Rain, clouds, mud, umbrella, thunder, a puddle, alone. A talent for smiling, a talent for living. Rain, clouds, mud, umbrella, thunder, alone.. alone. Rainbow, wind, bird, dream, dusk, the sky, I saw. I'm home, welcome home far away, the light of home.

CLOSED.

I blow into my hands as I walk through tattered moonlit night. I kick up the sign from the evacuation shelter in this town where it rains plastic snow. Ah, the world is broken like a defective compass, the ruins covered in mannequins. Why is there no heaven anywhere? Because there's no love at all. Even from me for this withering beautiful world. The raven laughs from its lungs. Tonight I shall bid my farewell. Ah, when I think of the womb on top of the defective compass, the sad death capriccio echoed across the battlefield. The future quietly put a stop to the pulse we call time.

CLOSED.

The flower petal falls, the season moves on and took off on a journey with no destination. I step off onto the train platform and plop my body down heavilly on a rusted bench. The afternoon light is so bright, a single sigh into the sky I gaze up at. This long rail called life.. Where could the goal be? I'm so afraid of stopping that I've kept running all this time. The clouds the color of dusk.

CLOSED.

I walk through a dark valley and thoughts of doubt fill my mind. Is there really, or will there ever be somehow...a brighter side? Time fell away and still is doing so.

I sit in the rain wandering where to go.  I'm all alone, proven to be, someone who’s lost in a secluded world. My soul fed by vermillion tears.

A barren heart, mislaid in confusion mingles with sordid malevolence. And it soothes the endless anarchy within me...keeping me alive.

 A silent sonata timidly plays, while twilight approaches saliently. An entity meanders, so profound back into my cold sanctuary.

-Gaara of the sand