The dawn breaks,
These thoughts that dwell.
Night brings forth,
My final hell.
This choice..
This choice I made,
Follows me eternal.
Consuming my every breath.
Solace found in death.
Hours stained by the weight of heavy hearts.
The rain whispers of eternal embrace.
From death bleeds new life.
Summer until forever’s collapse.
The sky’s lament as wrists cry
Torrential storms of red mist to tend the pastures.
Buried beneath the willow tree,
Off the old path in a field to the east,
Underneath the setting sun.