Crumbling darkness lay wake to dawnAs the sun slowly woke from slumberRising from the clouds on which she sleptThe reigning silence began to breakEart..
Your touch used to whisper over my skinPromising a gentle love that caressed my lips with a sweet songBut that grip tightened and you became an artist..
Everything seems to slip awayAs we sit here with nothing good to sayMy mouth is full of sharp glass and empty pledgesYour words are pointed and jagged..