Daddy i miss you
No more whiskered face rubs...
Waves of glowin metal
rise like a convoy...
You’ve sealed the promise
when I was born...
Alone in
The forgotten lighthouse...
This life is my first one,
This life is my last...
Some were prepared to be
Suicidal, I was like, alright...
The sun was waving goodbye before his sight.
There he was, alone sitting without feeling tense...
Scattered and broken left behind
Little by little going out of my mind...
I am folded up and ready to be
Lit by fire by the edge...
As I sit here
With my blade in hand...
If he, like I, whom view with dimming light:
The final setting sun within his glass...
Who Am I?
I am just a soul...