• Memories, half drenched in disillusion
    tilting to whatever darkness found,

    Hope spattered, blood letting, crystal haze
    drifted smoke in unrealistic fancy,

    Smeared tears, basking in fears,
    clutching at death's cloak far ahead,

    Screaming! crying... deep breaths bring you back,
    but death is not so far away,

    Smiles take precedence, as they betray
    taking away the building blocks of day,

    Souls crumpled, lying in pools of waste,
    being forgotten, an aftertaste,

    Diamonds hidden, find them you must!
    but what might be a diamond, is probably rust...