We alone did face
The night within.
A lonely shroud,
Like an empty dream.
A foreboding shadow
Of flowered, unseen truth
Echoes with cold & silent fear
And screams like our bitter sky.
Broken lightning,
But whispered thunder
Dread between unknown confusion,
Which murmurs through young power.
i could've gone outside to take a walk, but i know that i wouldn't've come back