in all my moments alive, as the inky darkness thrives among the trees standing in shadow like black animals at attention, undefinable, they stand frozen, like me
what of life or death, ah, treacherous with obscenity's i curse you stars to be wished upon, you have failed me i am without voice, nor a tongue nowhere to be found
i am but a little girl lost, searching for a way to go home i am without point, verge of insanity, still looking, always so i write as a salve to explain away these wounds inside me
it has given me perception to delve into psyche's not mine what i could not find or fulfill in my short time alive, i know life like death is a one way street no second chances, a dead end