My July 3rd

[angya]

The sun shines and the water glows
No one dares reach for their soul
Fire reigns and the waters dry
Thirst hopes to be quenched
All hope dies as the water dries on your tongue

Your words like your mouth is lacking
Raining heavily but never reaching the ground
Thoughts were never true
And the only one who cares is dead
Killed by your own empty ambitions

Sealing the deal you turn over
The only truth is heard now
Yet the words are never uttered
The Sandman has whisked them away
And the only one left is I