The picture painted-
Night skies the velvet canvas...

Time
will die...

I hate your earnest smile
And despise your robust laugh...

Milky skin and rosy cheeks
My body's made of buttons and seams...

Indifference to the velvety skies,
And the boundless oceans...

Our castle in the sky
Broken windows let you in...

Note all the blood stains, spaltered on wall
And the dusty mud prints, of every place I walk...

Midnight dreams of taking chances,
Under a moonlit sky...

I choke, stutter, my mouth is hollow,
my tounge is gone...

An alley
A shadow...

Look into my eyes, see the burning sun
and listen to the winds. Hear them count. One...

Your sentiment's not welcome
because this is my lonely box...