Where do all of these people
come from...

The day is very young
midnight having just left me...

The phone had fallen silent
leaving me alone with my fears...

My nemesis calls upon me
once again as is her custom...

Sitting at the watering hole
contemplating life through...

Time is all encompassing
consuming everything in it's view...

Spring finally makes her debut
slaying winter in an epic battle...

Wind driven snow paints
the city with a wide brush...

Though I have eyes I cannot see
I hear only the sound of silence...

I wanted you to know the pain
that you left in your cruel wake...

Feel free to release me without remorse
my existence alone is not so terrible...

The heart dreams once more to embrace
to feel the delirious warmth of love...