Echo's

flashbacks...

My Eyes go crossed
I can hear you echo

through my bones,

through my soul
I can hear past channels

they are haunting me,

Stomping on my garden,

draining my pond

spitting on my serenity
Echo’s ecHO’S ECHO’ S
SHAKE IT OFF STAND UP!!!

Wipe off your BLOOD!!!

Clean up your tears...
Back in my sanctuary

my brain goes quite
My spirit grows,

growing flowers, yellow, red, and orange
Cleaning, feng shui
all in hope for no return