the dusk,
slowly bleeds,
the warmth,
is all we need
but when the fog,
blurs every road
the hope,
starts to erode
drift to the void and,
the cold,
is all we behold,
as you fade,
recall the shade,
stars cascade,
breaking our parade,
float away,
to quiet isolation,
faith decay,
far from narration,
still beneath
the cold,
is all we behold
soft haze,
slowly climbs
the haze,
blurs all the lines
when the wind sighs,
it carries time
our lives,
quietly decline
sink through the haze and,
the void,
is all we abide
as you drift,
forget the gift,
mist shifts,
twisting every rift,
drift apart,
into silent isolation,
heart apart,
past all hesitation,
still lost inside
the void,
is all we abide