. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . In One Little Corner *.*

Spare me
the doubt of twilight
yield
to the corner
of my mind
and I am
trapped
within the boundaries
of my thoughts.

Come
torture me
to the depths
of my
unfulfilled me
and eat
the flesh
of my broken dreams

I cannot portray
the shaping
of the moon

and growl to the heights
of wild screams.

Gone in forever agony
No cure
No hope
No serenity.
useless
useless
useless me.
Nothing to blame.
Nothing.
no one…