Hounds of fog

On the edge of another yesterday

I woke tired and feeling thirsty   

As I wiped my broken sleep away

In the darkness, I head for a drink

First, I felt cold than the warmth

For just a moment I thought I felt

That you were standing next to me

Silence and shadows are like warriors

They’ll never surrender their forte     

I’m broken but imitating, I’m okay    

Darkness tracks wisps of my wounds

Then it will come for everything else     

Another empty glass and I’ll escape

A reality that’s abandoned me… already


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