Here i am again tonight,
Laying down beneath these dulled strobe lights,
Obscured sheets of uncertanity laid before me,
Under this rustic sheets of coagulated dreams,
And harsh malevolent desires pervades like benevolent truth,
I cried magenta tears that stagnantly well in my poignant eyes.
That invisibly blotted on my coarse porcelain skin,
Like crimson inks that silts in your strands of paper,
Like distilled gravel of my tears,
And more coloured globule of my bleeding dreams,
Rapidly stream down the groove of my arms,
Pervading my smothered wrists,
As if they were prominent scars,
That carve itself,


You were there,
Sat against me,
On those ridged mirrored walls,
As you laid down your heated gaze on my freezing eyes,
Your prevaricate words that constantly reverbrate in my minds,
Held no warmth nor ices,
Neutral as it was,
Laced in my thoughts like bounded threads,
But its your heartbeats that offered me solace,
-A robusted entity penetrate my soul,
Like barest beam of moonlights that constantly spill through the slits of these daunted windows.