This is who I am...
my hands tremor to the point...
You missed the sunrise today.
It rose slowly...
We will wait,
Silent as sin...
I am used to the wind filling in
the cracks of doors and insisting...
Mostly
I think that I am going to die alone...
It seemed unreal,
to stand at your gravestone...
Darkness surrounds the stars at midnight.
Shadows are cast over the earth from moonlight...
If I disappear with the morning,
Will your bitterness follow my wake...
As the day returns
to the sea of becoming...
Weave your words around me,
They feel so good pressed against my skin...
A shadow among city lights,
Always alone...
I'm tired of talking, pouring out my soul
forced to defend what's going on inside my brain...