Wake up
A sky
All is black today
Complement to my shade of grey

All is late
Can't stay
Finding no peace, no quiet
Though each night I can't be blamed
For a lack of trying

Time and people
I'm finding friends in neither
They are the cardboard and I am cut out
My dials crooked point towards the wrong sides

I made it
Somehow
But with a bitter aftertaste
Disconnected I lead myself or am led astray by fate

Fate meaningless, just a name for cause and consequence
My cause, my consequence
Sequence from screaming birth in pairs

Can't escape
Bound I am
Someone else's life at stake

A casket
A journey, long road, comes to  an end
Life, perhaps mispent
But fate might always be smiling
Just beyond that coming bend

Broken bone
Calls to home but home is not wanted
Not mine to go, not mine, I grow
My own
From gardens of wilting blooms
Another season will see it soon

In comes the monsoon
Dripping life, drumming against the boards
Of a balcony where strumming I hum my lonesome song
Lamenting the ending of something gone wrong
Though this river's journey to the edge of the world
Has only just begun

Temporary regrets and missings
Of memories that crawl underneath your skin
With a flourish this night turns over its leaves
To reveal another day
You breathe out the ragged dusk
Shakes, bristles, shedding the husk
Avail the morning air
Lest the mourning of a midnight's dream
Breeds despair