Tremble to the cause
Far planes in my heart on pause
Lost to time and to the pain
My eyes stricken
From staring into the rain
Drip drop, I'm the sinking ship
Down into the water
I'll take a dip
And a taste of my regret
The table is set
I'm the main course
Served to my demons as
Remorse

Tunnel vision for lies
Wrapped in silk white
For the many one cries
Creating a craving blight

Broken dreams
And split seams
It's all it seems
In endless streams

Ghost Knight
Dressed in all white
Remnants of the twilight
Of the long fight

Fought in your head
With depression
Best served
In bed

Restless and blue
The stay of morose
Long overdue
Looking back on the dead versions
Of you

Day in and day out
This and that
With some doubt
As you try to muscle about

To stay afloat
On this rickety boat

I am not
doing so well
...
Little bird.