What The Night Delivers

The morning arrives, Realisation still inside. Will I ever get back home? Every feather floats alone. Day after day, The clock is ticking and winding away. Where are you tonight? I can still hear the chimes. Oh, why, oh why. What I've got in the end

Last night I woke, Nothing familiar, only feelings that I was alone In a room in the dark. What if the dreamer dies? Tomorrow's sky will abandon every piercing light And hang like smoke in a closed room. The tube light in the street flickers away. I

Heaven pinned a medal on your chest for bravery In the face of the fight. As you bathe another wound from the battle you lose, Your faith takes a nosedive. There's so much that we don't talk about. If only I could hear those words that avoid your mou

Walking home in the rain, These sullen city lights ingrained In my rooted heart that always jump-starts; It's barely beating. She pierced like the rising sun As my dead-end feelings became overrun Like a wild flame's undying blaze arousing my brain,

Bad apple, rotten and dried You can taste the demise in the bite. No friends, you barely begun, The worm and his army's arrived. You wished the branch that grew strong Would've helped you along in the queue. Instead, you're left on your own, Wasted a