poem 94

Once I was a man 

now all that stands 

is dust

Don't breath for It will disturb 

and for each thoughts unheard 

I alway knew how each would turn

Still that was a path you made

Just a little more knowledge, please

and don't breath for it will disturb 

and tonight my fingers bleed

the shattered glass once clean

And the throat just won't speak

but remember their our no secrets      

and don't breath for it will disturb 

And know you can reshape any word.

As we fall though this dark, together 

I'm sure fear will stop to say hello 

Upon our eyes never to open again 

And don't breath for it will disturb

Once I was a man

Now all that stands 

Is dust

And don't breath for it will disturb