Time takes the shine,
Withers all with its sandpaper fingers.
Grey shades stain
The running tapes of my memories
Time, take my life,
Scatter me across the night
As you did with my dreams.

I wait for the light to fade,
For my sores to grow damp.
Look into the dark and you won't see me.
Shards of past form a vision,
It's where I rehabilitate.

Hold the time, hold it all.
Blind, yet warm,
Come out to play again.

Time takes the pain,
Although scars remain
Of stabwounds twisted
By forgiven blades.

Here I am, in saturated white,
Carrying my burden of life
Through the crimson streetlights,
An entity rarely seen
Or noticed.

In days of dread
I held unto hope
Of a shelter in you,
Living and warm,
Human as you are.
No more to expect
What feeds distress,
Why must I endure the...

Pain of glorious days,
When I still dreamed of things.

Yet, silence rings
In my ears so painfully,
So a darker self
Keeps growing on me.

Away from self-integrity,
Feeling it slide past my perception.

My life is shifting down through the earth,
Longing for its rebirth.
Over me great walls close -
Sinking, sinking.
Flames, flames of bleak days
Before this tainting gaze.
Restless soul left to find
Deeper state of mind,
If I breathe. Last shallow dreams
Bereft and lifeless.

Into vast depths of searing introspection
Drag from my hole and fuel my lust for life
For life is a frame for apathy,
A frame for a graceful end.