MyBlackDolour

I turn away. In the citadel of glass Obsidian Towers of light, Shimmering monoliths Against the red horizon, Distant silhouettes Piercing the burning glow. I turn away. Alone In the swarm Hollow faces a blur, Glimpses of desolation Cracked façade, bleeding decay. I turn away. Swept through streets Black amber mist, Lost in white noise I slowly sink into the bright earth, Drifting through old, dead, air. The night has gone. I turn away. Hidden. In the sterile glare I stand beneath the world to stop the rot. From the void, roaring In flares of lightning I turn away.