Thirst all it is … to it
Frozen on the altar …
Paralyzed beyond stir
This one here,
Perhaps, the last of your punches
Blocked the pain … with a band-aid of hope
Extinction of self …
Ashes lost in white spaces
It’s so painful pretending to be asleep now
The drops that fall are tears
Cowered in the corner…
Waiting for the dawn
To wear the smile again
Because it’s me who’s scared of the blue
Because it’s me who’s afraid of the dark…
CpRyt@NeerS