Floating thoughts tangle
like webbed emotions...
I hear you knocking
to come in...
Haven't written in a while-
I bend in corners...
It's dark as I lie here...
The rest of the house still nestled in sleep...
Who are you today?
The first few minutes after...
Bridges from reality to my mind
have been crashing...
A door left open
Might only be an invite...
Elegantly dancing
under a moon that...
I write of grievance to the Reaper's will;
Who'll take me nether, just tho' it will be...
I am walking along the beach
cold foam is hitting my feet...
I count his footsteps
to my dismay...
Upon a night so cold and dreary
feeling life drain, making me teary...