It grew from air

With a leaf's despair

Left behind deadline



The language of sanity rejected

In faith and for no visible purpose

Seeking further;

Seeking further

Into the pit named a soul



This subtle call

This seduction

This mind game

Is preparing your fall



Thoughts transformed

Into whispering voices

Alluring you to cross the border

Where no return alone

Can manage to get you home



This naked scenery;

Arms grasping for your throat

Yet, you dance and fade