The Unknown between ears...
Its destruction evident,
its peace illusory.
This hope for tomorrow,
that eyes will open anew.

A hope that is futile.

This night does not end,
these eyes have forced shut.
I am without,
my wardrobe I burnt, naked I walk.
In the ruin I made my peace.
In the pit I found rest.
In the depths I built my forge.
Refining hopes...melting away futilities.
I forge Myself,
My pas de deux with darkness.