Acrostichon

Shelter

Acrostichon


misery's pouring down 
impossible to ignore 
everywhere he goes 
his head gets filled with more 

never mind direction 
the clouds will always haunt 
like a knive above his head 
killing without a sound 
always on the run 
knowing he can't hide 
unable to reach his shelter 
'cause his shelter lies inside 
doomed to walk the earth 
with this burden on his mind 
trying to erase the scars 
no shelter he will find