And where there used to be a field of light
A spec of darkness flourishes
Consuming the race in which I ran for hope
Losing my place in this God-forsaken time.
A void for love, emptiness reigns
Souly by a fear that has evolved
With tender rashes that nag and nag
Away at my interim of silence.
Appalled by the grotesque emotions, like sutures
This black hole cannot simply fade like those memories you had of me.