Without you I cannot confide in anything

The hope is pale designed in light of dreams you bring

Summer's gone, the day is done soon comes the night

Biding time, leaving the line and out of sight



It runs in me, your poison seething in my veins

This skin is old and stained by late September rains

A final word from me would be the first for you

The rest is long but I'll go on inside and through



One moonlit shadow on the wall

Disrupted in its own creation

Veiled in the darkness of this fall

Is this the end - manifestation