Like the work of an evil child

Tearing viciously at your tires making 

your kids cry with anguish

Like a warning disregarded

Giving you small sharp scorings in your brain

and suspicion

for as long as you stay

Forgotten by the gods

Left to fend for yourself

Like being left to die

Everything Changed

Looking at the sun like a 

bear looks at honey

The good looking godly glowing light

Like having a pipeline to prophecy

Like the night being friendly to you

Like never-before

Like pure ecstatic comfort

When you have never expected it

When you have never expected it

The night is bright and being stopped

By the clarity of light