["This one shows a person who needs help, but does not want to be helped. Everyone has gone through this, which makes this situation something understandable and weird, at the same time. It is about one's fear of being helped. When you do not trust anyone, being helped means being enslaved. When you feel everyone is there to take advantage of your weaknesses, you are always getting even with yourself. Then, you can only reap the same bitterness that you sow".]



clairvoyance bewilders me

beholding what I shall deny

fulsome vertigo, balmy spring

whithering, slipping through my eye

once a saviour, always a slave



what's she weeping for?

I have been to this scene before

life refuses to change the end

the end refuses to reap the grand



fear not my taintless acts

for they should set me free

quarrels on future tense facts

another backslide reverie



only love could make us even

need your eyes to reveal what's hidden

between darkness and light