Seeping steadily 'midst my soul
the world is shades of blue
The eyes of friends are black as coal,
their poison breath a crimson hue
Spiders legs ascend my spine;
I contemplate the fallen mass
Shakily I walk the line
between far hope and shattered glass
Broken windows, shutters drawn
crystal daggers wrought from pain
light from within them all but gone
What once was naught will be again