A deep celestial space
open just for two
Wishing for this lost soul
to find peace
Even if its in cotton fleece
She wanders through pain
Wades in a field of sin
Welcome is ungrateful
Shattered glass her martyr
Breathing harder
Unwavering abyss
Her solitude
Feeling this presence is no satisfaction
Welcome to the darkness of night
She puts up no fight
Tired of goodwill
She bids farewell
At the stairwell,
she stops
wishing for this night to end
Too late, God help her
She's reached the end.
