the shadow

tears are useless
falling from eyes and heart as cold as mine
squeezed out like frozen poison bombs
they smash like stones and crush me deeper
than if never I had cried before

wounds inflicted upon wounds,
the shadow stays beside me
it’s in and it’s outside of me
it illustrates how hopelessly I’m grasping out at death
as time removes herself as healer

black is not the answer
black is not the cause
nothing helps remove the pain
my shadow’s wearing black

nemosum
nemosum