Through shattered glass I see so clearly
The euphony of events that once befell me
Tracing my steps in time’s chronicle
I caress the memory, old yet honourable

Every night a ghost to insomniac regime
Once so eminent, now detained in dreams
A blink of the eye turns to tears cascading
Like a dandelion whisper, toxic and fleeting

Wisps of fire lace the skies
Curdling ebony bloodshot eyes
An old letter lay in midst of downfall
As every transgression aligns to crumble