Nightly searing flames devour
Sicknesses that kept me sane.
I lose it all when moonlight calls
And silence claims my mind again.
Knock, knock, the branches come tumbling
Snare me in their jumbled arms
The rotten wood that lives in my bones
Screams at me to set it aflame.
Blurry eyes see blurry paths
And stumble down them wrongly;
An hour spent in lost lament
The cost of vision that worries.