Meteor Madness

Picking apart my skin,
The moon is on the rise.

Goodbye sunlight,
Till dawn.

Shower of debris,
Starlight magic collapses our surroundings.

I only fantasize of the life we don't belong to.

Give me a minute, for I must inhale the sight of the stars.

Bourn In Thick Coats

Mold growing against the walls,

Its starting to shake, starting to fall..

Left for too long and soaked beneath pipes and drains

No where left for water to flow.

No where safe left to stand.

Surrounded, producing poison casts its ways ahead.