alone, in front of the expance of black,
light from the side but faith no more,
a momment to ponder before i crack,
and i reach for the pain without a sore.
it eludes me, that devious and sly thought,
leaving the notion of immense desire,
a smile-recieving the item i sought,
but it's a lie - i'm brought to my knees.
one, the sender, blinks and turns away,
finding solace in personal deceptions,
letting this helpless being cry and stray,
upon the brink of futile conceptions.
once - just maybe - there had been the vose,
impish grins shining to responce in aluminum,
but the heart - it feels what the mind knows,
sensing pain inedifices and a small crumb.
falling, now, with no signs of stopping known,
occasional hints with the facade of light to see,
snapping and breaking every single bone,
yet one would see an untouched body.
light - the purifying source of knowledge and lies,
those mundane objects re-attaching mortal debts,
here - no, prehaps there, light returns and deeply sighs,
streaming the curly smoke of darkened cigarettes.
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