Here?
I told you. Gloomy are the days of the...

Shrouded in mist;
I sighed you...

A fragile cry chanted,
of far-off dreams...

So he fights to stay asleep
as I die to stay awake...

As I surrender to the chains
weighing down my eyelids...

On a break spent being astounded
as words fall powerlessly to the...

Sallow lights,
foggy skies...

Are we more than emotions and clay?
Flesh and bones...

I forgot you
but my broken lines...

Breathe me a thousand times,
as my presence delights your...

Every speck of hope
that escapes...

Clay-smelling objects,
mud plates and bowls...