Well-worn are pain and anger
Harbored in twilight and shadows
Hatred and heartbreak never forgotten
Simply lost in mist and moonlit skies
Sharp words and fury never forgiven
Love and healing a mockery of night,
And of innocence so short-lived that it almost never was.
After midnight eternal dawn is so simple,
So shallow,
And polish so suffocating.
Renowned?
As cold, scarred, lost, forgotten.
Daughter of disdain, ancestor of delusions, confusion.
Standing perfectly on the edge,
Deciding where to fall.
