iIn denial fragile afreaid standing in some distant corner feeling the loss of hope and life happiness and honor the moonlight cracks the soul and breaks any lingering hope the moonlight re- opens scars and doorways leading to the unknown
forget who you are what does that matter anymore? what brings the sorrow should be what you adourn
against the grain tattered in pain standing in the crimson rain searching for refuge an answer a prayer to become whole again deep red warm a metallic taste dripping from your eyes he who is whole who suffers no more is he who has surely died
forget who you are what does that matter anymore? what brings the sorrow should be what you adorn what is to despise about setting forth the end and to leave the body allowing new journeys to begin |