The waking fears pass the hour,
cloaked in their scarlet haze...
Red, my favourite
Didn't think it was right...
What happens to pain
that never dissolves...
Silence fills the void of my existence,
Intruding upon others’ fragile lives...
Moon,
watch over me...
I return
once again...
Alone in the dark, and out of sight
A sad black crow in the black of night...
At night I lay awake,
There is no soul left to take...
I did it,
I hit a year...
I know what would solve it,
But im not supposed to do such things...
In a way it is comfortable
drowning in the present...
It's the last crumble of
summer. The quotidian...