Sleep
Never comes
Quick enough
To
Protect
Us

There is no shelter in the present
From the ghosts of
Of the past

Like well-
Driven nails
Memories
Dig
Their claws
In our backs
Revealing
Our black hearts
Unable
To forgive ourselves
Revealing
Our black hearts
Unable
To forgive ourselves
Our parched mouths pray for rain
And only the clouds bear witness
As we wither
Away

Our parched mouths pray for rain
And only the clouds bear witness
As we wither
Away