When better days turn-in to better nights
I dare not dream for seldom they appear...
My depression has no face,
But, it has a name...
Water dribbles past the icy sheath
and pummels sandstone with its shine...
Hello, my name is Daniel,
and I'm infatuated with puzzles...
For the first time
this past year...
As the sun sets
Darkness settles in...
I've had enough of you. Enough nothing. I guess at...
There are tombs with gloom traces
Of fear in the far sighted eyes...
My catastrophe; my faith,
I'm a little lost in this world...
Holy Sin breaking every moment,
Love never tells a lie when it's only exile...
I'm not so scared of pain
I'm more frightened by an ache...
It curls its mitts around my throat
And threads its doubts into my veins...