The fog is rolling in
The scene is eerie...

Blood flows through these veins
His lungs fill with oxygen...

One so beautiful
Even the morning sun cant contend...

The sun fails to rise
Unabridged darkness...

As I lay to rest
My mind wanders to and fro...

When all is dark
and you cant find your way...

Battered and bruised
You go back to the abuser...

There is something there
Scratching at my insides...

Your shadow flows over me
Like the gentle waves in the ocean...

The fire is consuming
Devouring everything in its path...

Lying flat on his back
Stiff as a board...