ViixEn
Bluelighter
Last Glance
Dark blue incisions peer through
The cloud-ridden twilight sky above
The rain slowed to a foggy steam
Now rising form the ground, ghostlike in essence
Dimly lit streetlights flicker out preparing for dawn
As though not to be put to shame by the sun.
One voice - a cry - inhuman in the mist
A mother - in this frozen world - now, frozen herself.
The sun cracks through an opening
Of the blinds in his room,
Stinging her eyes.
She stumbles forward.
The room, a perfect peaceful setting
Worlds apart form the scene within.
A once white now blood drowned note
Describes the act that took place only moments ago.
A simple mimicked foreshadow of thought
From two wasted lives at the break of dawn.
Dark blue incisions peer through
The cloud-ridden twilight sky above
The rain slowed to a foggy steam
Now rising form the ground, ghostlike in essence
Dimly lit streetlights flicker out preparing for dawn
As though not to be put to shame by the sun.
One voice - a cry - inhuman in the mist
A mother - in this frozen world - now, frozen herself.
The sun cracks through an opening
Of the blinds in his room,
Stinging her eyes.
She stumbles forward.
The room, a perfect peaceful setting
Worlds apart form the scene within.
A once white now blood drowned note
Describes the act that took place only moments ago.
A simple mimicked foreshadow of thought
From two wasted lives at the break of dawn.
