Lurking in the shadows
In the settling dusk...
Controlled anxiety ripping your skin
Coagulated blood froths forth in a blackened...
I always wear a formal attire
And hide the extinguished flames and fire...
Light turns dim
Darkness conquers all...
Who is that man in the road I see?
The man who stares right back at me...
The forest of pain,
with creatures of the night...
I bring my pain to the table and lay it out.
I have come with a break through...
The cuts on my wrist from tonight,
proves to the world it isn't delight...
The tears shed off my eyes.
the sun hits the glass...
Jack and jill ran up a hill
To Fitch some gold and sliver...
Outstanding, but careful. Calm, deep reflections.
Once passed through the spaces behind her...
.
Trouble was in the fusty air...