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

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

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

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

There is something there
Scratching at my insides...

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

The sun fails to rise
Unabridged darkness...

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

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

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

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