Blood Stain Child

When a lump of sugar melted
consciousness was regained
resting was hard work..
coz here was the only whereabouts
a pitch black room
it satisfied me
i was on a high like gettings cracks
it was scared to strain my eyes
all smeed to loathe me
there was no change
the sky had no change
i was falling on my head
i"ve sustained it anytime
i couldnt take it anymore