I glideĀ in mercilessly unknown
Caught in a scream of circumstance
Obliterating starlight
Beguiling my torment
Stealing from myself
Glad to be free
Lifeless, cold
Dying
Eye
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I glideĀ in mercilessly unknown
Caught in a scream of circumstance
Obliterating starlight
Beguiling my torment
Stealing from myself
Glad to be free
Lifeless, cold
Dying
Eye