We both said hurtful things
We both said we love each other...

Is this time of peace
Just a reprieve...

Confused and lost
A long forgotten place...

The glimmering of the light
On the myriad of crystals...

There is this thing in life
That touches everyone...

Here I stand
On the hill...

Death bird cawing
Darkened wings fluttering...

They came out of the woodwork
Eating away, killing the life...

Forced to stay
Watching the waters of the bay...

A gentle whisper in the night
Passing through the cold bite...

Where to start?
Where to start indeed...

The breaking bones
The tearing flesh...