Eternal Sundown V

 

My soul peers through space

in search of a glimmer of hope.

In a night as dark as her heart,

The stars have been buried above a storm

evading my hopeless soul.

Cringing inside a crevice of loneliness,

Cradled like an abandoned baby in the cold

I waltz through cemeteries humming her favourite songs,

The dead chyme in and recite each love story carved in the fragments of their.