These bones of broken faith,

Crushed by the hand of fate,

This twisted contorted, us.


Staring through our mirror world,

We sing the same lullaby,

A hymn to lost time,

We reflect each other’s light,

It is just


-Another sleepless night,

Where words cascade from my fingertips,

Letters slide off the pages,

Swallowed by the pools of black ink,

My tears have become.


I regret what is past,

Cannot be undone,

These brittle remains,

Disintegrate as I sip,

Each sweet word that passes your lips.


I need you to sit beside me,

Read me to the end of the book,

Leave the last page open.