promises stranded to dry lands of hope br guns and roses...thorns and bulletproofs br wildlife mountain vines...beauty of nature br touches are written...buried in the sand.... br br can't use my strength br nor convince them by charm br never the ink i wanted to refill br theirs are stones, theirs are hard... br br in the morning, i saw mountain dews br fresh like lettuce...in garden they grow br somehow...mists become tears br to our desires....no one hears br br you walk in that direction...i follow br then u run, ...i did br until i cant see you....i can't see you... br br you left me with your people br with people who can't understand what life is br who can't understand how to grow... br br so tired...i want to sleep br beauty..i can't admire anymore br my life is useless....please run back...