***This is actually a unique poem that I have...
My mind was a spin...

My eyes are the crevices of time...
I see all that might be and has been...

Sometimes I wish I could just make everything go...
When I look at the world I see how pathetic it is...

You kill me so soft...
I cannot escape...

The pain of death is but a mere annoyance in my...
The prudence that lies in my shadowed tomb beats...

The side of this face is so smooth; so white. Like...
On the other side of the woman's face are the...

I feel nothing...
Not the ruffle of clothes as I walk...

Written underneath my tainted skin, you burn.
In a cut so deep it pierces the outside of my...

You are fading with the fog
Under full sky's light...

One in a corner watching me…
The other a human I can just barely see...

All these pains inside are coalescing into a...
...You are there, you are panting with the effort...

I look at the ground I stand upon...
Look at the dying sun beyond...