and i –
your heroin have become.
accoutrement of discontent –
the pain you feel – no one –
can understand…
emphatic –
to the definition of all alone –
you cling with defiance to your pain,
darkness – attached to night…
i wonder –
in your room of disallowed,
do shadows fall?
or is – perhaps – the sorrow so profound
no light dare enter in?
no setting sun.
no rising moon.
no longer stars in your midnight sky –
merely holes,
allowing darkness in…
standing too close to the edge 