The moon beams through a sliver in the clouds,
reminding me of the light in your eyes
You are the greatest affliction.
Trying to understand your thoughts
is like running through a dark alley
without a ray of light.
I am lost.
Why does it always feel
as if a storm is passing through my mind?
Like my world is in rewind.
My thoughts transfuse
like a stream of blood.
I used to feel invincible
Now I'm painted blue
I'm withered and worn
in a terrible manner
I clench my teeth and hide my sorrow
in the uttermost despair