Looking up to the night sky.
I see millions flicker.
Burning bright, among them
one without equal.
Standing here alone
surround by the dark.
It makes me wonder,
if i reach, could i touch you.
Truly i will burn, long before,
i reach your heart.
For darkness can't survive
your nuclear fire.
Only this small comfort;
the darkness that divides us,
surrounds and binds us.
You can't see, what i see
you have no contrast.
But in that fraction, of space
where light, touches darkness
there, i feel you.
You can't feel, what i feel
as your heart, is never touched.
Only i have twisted, melted skin
burnt into, my dark heart.