Dark Sides

Brazen ghosts hold me close as I spit in the puddle of your angst. Im swollen in your shine woken in your smile, taken somewhere, behind the wandering cloak of your eyes Hold me so I cant weep so there is no way out. From your touch, your blistering breath, where we once were stolen from the light, your mask breaks me Darkness suggests pain but I no longer feel just gasping against my face a cold window pane carving in the mess as we look out into our beyond