Marks

shining down
stars and moon
seems I've given up
all too soon

seems I can't
see the day,
seems I dream
my life away

seems I'm here
all alone,
seems I'm not,
welcome home.

stars are bright
breathing's hard
cuts are deep,
leaving scars

seems I just
fade away
when I really,
want to stay

but I can't see
becoming dark
tiny lines
crimson marks.