And as I drown myself in sky,
In thunderclouds of broken dreams,
In my looming mind it rains
A torrent of endless memories.
In order to forget, I drink
I drink my swallowed sorrow.
Burn my flesh with cleansing knife
Whose glinting edge smiles back at me.
In unconscious deep horizon,
Sail a line of ocean peace.
So distant; slender rope of light
Don't run - it is a blindfold.