Paint an 8

Dying petals of a love unsung

A love spiraling downwards

Into the abyss for all eternity

As darkness shivers as the cold bleak light

Kiss my shoulders, time stands still

In a moment of silence and depravity

The freezing kiss of yours doesn't seem to

A pyre of lost dreams bereft of love

In their own never ending insanity

With only the cold dusk

To accompany their numb lament

Move me anymore

Still I miss the strength of past times

We used to cross the landscapes of white

Even falling further down

In a quiet world, no matter what you say

No matter what you do, the cold bleak light

From your tongue always ends in frustration

The black holes of your mind can't speak for you

Looking into yourself, you will find no one