A part of me lies already dead
within the cold housed by my aging skin
tattooed with the memories of passing years
but sunrise is closer right ahead.
Hope to understand if just one time
to be assured that silence awaits
where darkness begin
ah but light is so sublime!
A breath of life forced by the fears
hidden in my eyes as she waits
to embrace the darkness within
but must not give in to such weakness.
Wasted time, too much without purpose
roads leading to recurring dreams
of what forever wrongly seems
frozen in the tongue like a sweetness
and bitter clouds the eyes with tears.
I’m afraid, is it weakness to be afraid?
Reality weights too much to carry
and my brittle bones are decayed
oh but how fierce the desires I feed.
As I wait for the night I must be wary
of truth hidden in recurring dreams
for she waits in the darkness within.