This kiss of death to break the chain, our last goodbye to end this pain. Not knowing what’s right, not caring what’s coming. Turn your back and leave while I’m drowning. As waves break the rocks but not miles above is somebody there receptive with love? The truth: so little to ask for but at such a price is it worth it to know, walk alone through this life? Will you turn your back again or could I just be blind? This puzzle you won’t allow to be finished, the answers impossible to find.

As we stumble further their questions grow deeper, cancer spreads but we question not our keeper. Innocent eyes plagued with life but the world still turns, test subjects sent to thrive and only one chance to learn.

Something so beautiful couldn’t come without its thorns, living green melts to brown, flare of red chills to orange. Farewells are beckoned as tears fill the sky; dark clouds protrude the empty space as worlds silently die. The last breath is heaved while peaceful darkness consumes this darkness familiar that blankets our tomb. There is but one survivor who will put out the light. He’ll take his righteousness to sleep with him after one more goodnight. Goodnight.