Collecting the Dust

Collecting The Dust

Drawn into the dark,
Into the dark with Quiet at stake;
Just one more piece,
Just one more wish,
Go into the softness, away -

Away, o' Away to -
That porcelain place, o'
Starlight tiptoes across your half-drawn shades,
   where;
Midnight drowns you on your half-empty bed,
   and;
The noisiest Silence, drums in your half-empty head;
   that half-empty head;
   that half-empty bed;
   that half-drawn shades...

My Mistake,

Passing through the dark,
Threading the dark with Mercy at bay,
Just one more kiss,
Just one more day,
Go into the abyss, away -