Tremolo moonlight flickering through the window...

Another sombre breath escapes your swollen lungs...

Drowning under a cloak of human skin, to die...
Staved from the sun, yet we find the time to be...

Locks of red wine hair, bones brittle
Smile tainted by despair...

Sense of selflessness seemingly dreaming
Wherein fingertips fade into her strawberry hair...

You crawl inside Yourself
You hold onto hope...

Ambient dreams
Withering escape...