Hush...

Listen...

It's Raining Outside,

Crystal Drops Are Falling On The Ground,

Rushing With A Burning Anxiety To Touch The Wild,

With A Magical Wand Moving Everything Around.

Waiting...

Waiting...

Anticipating For It To Touch Me From Within,

To Pervade Underneath My Skin,

To Let It Weld With My Blood,

& Feel It With Each Beat Of My Heart.

Strange How Everyone Is Running In Disorder,

Shaking As Never Felt Colder,

Hiding Their Faces, Covering Their Ears,

As If Hunted By THEIR Shadows Of Fears.

Whispering...

Murmuring...

I Was Sure They've Touched What's Inside Me,

Frantically Listening To What They Have To Tell Me,

How Could It Be! For " Oblivious " They Called Me,

I Gave Up The Hope Of Mercy,

For Now I'm Lost In The Ocean Of Misery...!