DROUGHT - Earthists.

I desire a haven without seeking true love

Despite we always satisfy with living in distorted world

What a waste of time, I have been losing myself

I’m paralyzed with the blood to seek that future

The only voice resonating in this narrow tunnel

Absurdity will never reflect on the surface of water

Unshaped.

Undefined.

Mesmerized by the scent of gray rose

If I close my eyes, I hear the sound of collapsing providence

The land dried up is spread infront of me

Everlasting disharmony of the souls

When a sudden drought occurs in m mind

I realize the tearless grief

When will the isolation ignore the world?

Seek for the truth