Pyrite smiles and angel's eyes
unwary innocents ensnared...

I watch you, as you walk away
without a backward glance...

Bright light burns away the ink ingested
after years of wishing dreams could be reality...

Deafened by the dying blast
they wander...

The nights are closing in and winter
stretches out cool fingers to caress...

Caught within a memory, the world continues on
it's mad rush headlong to oblivion, yet I am...

Waiting,
the seconds chase away the minutes...

I dreamed last night.
A noose about my neck was laid...

She knows.
She always knows...

Heaven weeps,
with wings outstretched as if...

The paper rustles as she turns the page
searching for an illustration she can understand...

The princess stood at the top of the tower
and stomped her feet and cried...