if only you could see

I am the tingle in your spine on a cold dreary morning.

I am the faint cries of men reluctantly pulled to Hades.

I am the anger in your chest.

I am the frustrations in your heart.

I am the sights you see.

I am the sounds you hear.

I am the air you breathe.

I am the smoke that corrupts.

I am the morning dew.

I am dust.

I am here, there and everywhere.

But you fail to see me.

If only.

~

This Will Destroy You - Communal Blood