Promises are meant to be broken,
So they always said...

A rape by death ...
Cold, callous, it laughs...

It was clearly a race.
The raindrop on the window against the teardrop on...

Spill the answers, let me release my soul,
Entangled in a mess of yesterday, the day before...

I look at the blank page,
A flood of thoughts inundate my preoccupied mind...