Fake contents shake
to croon and crown in...

Mirrored stares
in hourglass sighs...

Please leadeth me and take me there
from martyrdom, to freedom where...

I'm lost in a void of angst that's so deep,
emotions etched and scraping to hinder...

From whence these feelings came unto me
I promised that them I would hide...

Miles can't erase smiles
or feelings felt...

Delicate damsel,
demure in taffeta traces...

Cool currents caress
pebbles smooth...

Silence stirs
to sweep and sway...

Unspoken goodbyes
as echoed whispers rescind...

Ebony echoes
etched in dusted...

Insecurities breathe unfamiliar
rasps, to claw and cram...