burried beneath the ground
your eyes look like they have been cleansed in ice. cold. frozen in the moment. but you never seem to understand why the stars shine bright, and when they don't shine at all. all the answeres aren't written in books. there hidden beneath the ground. a treasure map came in the mail. use the heat from the fire to break your eyes free. and i know that you are crying. but i promise that the blood will stop. and the sun will make things better again. it'll all be better again once you find the burried treasure beneath the ground.