AGAR
Faces with no expressions,
Living in their own depressions;
As people are trying to reach,
A place where they'll never be!
Hidden sorrows within their hearts,
The ones that will never be ungarbed!
Screaming within their tiny heads,
Shouting as they try to undead
A hope to find light in the dark,
A refuge within the hell's heart!
Hell's heart I must clear,
Is a place where we live, my dear!
As I try to tear my fear
I fall deeper into the ditch I once dug
A ditch of ever lasting mysteries unknown
Mysteries that might not unravel on their own
Perhaps they are the fruits of the seeds once sown,
Within my head it's all fully grown
It's bran