In such an eerie evening, you have
once left me standing alone...

You are a complex of irregular emotions
trying to define yourself...

I am a broad ocean of
words; wild and bottomless...

You've been eating away
at my conscience for a decade...

At morning she looked
much brighter than midnight...

Wildly these feelings
sleep upon this bank...

Its been so long with you inside my heart
and through my dreams you have crossed...

My heart is pumping sharp thorns killing my heart...
As sharp as snow feels while standing on;with bare...

A tiny creature
unknown to this world...

I'm unequal in balance, unequal for logic,
such a modern cut of seasons...

Come again, be a sight I desire wrapped in
a further unforeseen summer...

I came across a broken young tree
some how it sadly looked back, straight at me...