Crazy
Habitual images...

Fragrant scents
Leap...

Tiny segments of hope
and promises drizzle a...

Snakes
scaly seductive...

each night that comes I wait in vain
for you to come back once again...

..as twilight fades in light of dawn
I will forever weep and mourn...

At times I would overdose, with the
bane of my life I would...

Listen...
Can you hear...

Night-time grieves; an emptiness in the skies,
the ebb and flow of the sea comes to rest...

If I had a gun
I would load it full of love...

shadows-silently gather in black,
an orchestra of cries; echoes weeping...

Conspicuous formations
Lining the skies...