Neither times nor customs
Drown your bliss in tears.
Neither right nor lying
Is the clock, my dear.
Sipping from oblivion,
You still curse the night,
Counting doubts to million
For one suicide.
So, back to our Shadow…
When she’s tired indeed,
Face the wall with head down,
Cling to her, and plead.
“We are still together
In this night, for now”,
Shadow sighs. You gave her
Warmth. And this is how
You gave her the reason
To go on. Let go,
Close your eyes, and ease in.
Sleep will come just so.