Sing to the night's
cool harsh gaze...

Dressed up in a costume
Black from head to toe...

Dear diary, I'm worried
I'm frightened of the past...

That look, that touch, that fated feel
The pleasure overcoming...

Sunny meadows, buttercups on fire
Beautiful birdsong...

I sit upon this lifeless form
Numb to feelings, to emotions...

This disease it burrows
Tunnels in deep...

The tiny drops of falling rain
Splash against my skin...

Where is that man
Who wanders alone...

Soft dark secrets blown by the wind
A thousand kisses in the sun...

Silently I stare at the seconds
My watch upon my wrist...

Drip, drip, drop
Taps the watery night...