The storms crept in and took their
familiar place.
Their silent fury darkening the eyes with
a deep void
While their cold breath stilled all
mannered words.
Yet thoughts raged and ebbed; erupted and
imploded;
Despaired and relented; gripping tightly
unto insanity.
Desperately alone and dissolutely falling
into false sleep,
Slowly swirling away to a madness of the
mirrors,
Her face dissolving; her eyes evolving
into strangeness.
Until in the end, she stood alone with
all her dreams.
Fastened at the neck she must hasten
Unto the darkness - she wears more in
black
And understand less the path back.
Her silence leaves a shattering sound.
Time has no friends because it never
waits
For anyone - may they be in calm harbor or
–
in dire straits.
