Fragile

With what wonder, we wait.
Watching.
Silently sitting in shadows.
Evening wanes, light fades.
The night embraces us cold.
The dark quenches all that is bold.
Softly, seductively, strangling the world.

Midnight, madness, no moon.
No hope.
Screaming into oblivion.
Frozen moments, forgotten time.
All memories fade, ashes in a fire.
The summer of youth and forgotten desire.
All gone, just a number stain.

Sleep alludes the manic mind.
No dreams protect the fragile kind.
Still the darkness descends and life unwinds.

Scream in silence, swallow the shadows in
Becoming open, unwound, undone.
Oblivion within, oblivion without
Nothing into nothing