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