A quiet night at the black end
Embrace the cold with wings
Dancing with the dark
Asleep to white at the top of the eye
I can feel the frustration stuck
Splitting up until the sound is gone
Spilled tears
Rip heart to blue
On crack I think crushed
Red on the roots of the chest
Until pain swells eyes
Pain in the sky
In grief whack
I wound the wound in the corner of my eye
Exudes a smile mask durjana
Smiling wounds smoldering
My heart ached stabbed dagger
The blood is dry on the day's cumbu
His grief was dying
In sorrow and disappointment I wonder if life is?
