In the quiet of the night
When I think everything is alright
You come into my sight
And fill me with doubt and dread

It’s the taste of your scent
pulsating with curious lament
Of a million tears that forever ferment
So many fears that entangle me and reinvent...

Is it any wonder?
That I can hear the sound of your thunder
And see the lightning strike that conjures the fight
Between the here and the now ?

Am I really going crazy when my eyes
Seem to grow hazy ?
And the light in between becomes
A fortress in a brand new scene ?

I wish I could sleep
And fall into a deep
Melancholy
Let my mind drift into
A world of mindless folly

But you remain in my presence
You're a stain on my very essence….