One Step into Nothingness

Where have I been
 For Spine chilling dreams crossed our way
 Almost too late
 Nothing is safe from woe and agony
 This breakdown of thoughts
 Was a wing beat for me
 A turning point
 in my confusing diary
 Sometimes I concealed my desperation
 behind a thin vein of coolness
 Soulnerves were crying like torrents unseen
 Moments undone tied to the run
 Maybe your sun shone quite dead
 Why do you fear the wounds
 Of your clandestine past
 How could we measure
 our queer-ticking hearts without mind
 At night we are birds... at rustling night
 At night I won't pass away... at Monday night
 Unseemly expectations burned in my head
 Falcon-corpses flew above me but I still feel
 All the soars, all the thorns,
 all the years of mute reproach
 Weeping tables, vacant chairs
 Withered time won't bloom again everyday
 Read my calm letters
 and you'll understand this pain
 Bleary-eyed ghost life is our host
 Don't go to sleep while I'm down