Dusk

twisted...
don't know where the hell i am
blinded...
will i ever see you again
silent...
regretting the words i wish were said
deafened...
if only i could hear your voice again
winter...
when will this november ever end
bitter...
so ugly just under the skin
distant...
i can feel you begin to pull away
all that's left inside...
bleeds into the falling rain
haunted...
is there no escape from your distant memory
wasted...
is this all i was ever meant to be
broken...
left and abandoned here to rust
leave now...
before the rising of the dusk



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Blackwood, Pete Trewavas
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