letters assembled.

Keeping me up.

I wonder where you lay your head as you rest.
I wonder what you dream about...

I remember the words spoken... All that was said.

Your face blurs in my head, as I try to remember what you look like.

I miss being close to you.

Being hurt. Being broken.

Seeing sights in your mind that make you want to throw your weapons down in retreat.

The sun sets behind me as I stare off into the coming darkness.

The town behind me, is littered with bodies, painted red with blood.

I take one final glance behind me, before turning back to the darkness covering my face with the fabric and my head with the hood of my black hoodie, I walk into the darkness alone.