Basnicky.sk

shadows... and dust
creeping and sneaking
loosing the trust
drinking hot sand
cursing the trees

for I lost her
the strand of her hair
fair innit?
mockery of self
drenched appart
from who I was
from who am I?

symphony of God
biting my ears
deepened scars
fears that near
cornered man
spidery thoughts
who was I?
who am I now?

So why have you left
why did I too?
wishing to fly
far away to close
my eyes.
to turn my head away
tears in my bed
saying please
please forgive.