Shadows past,

darkness foreboding,

a limit reached,

a peak climbed,

tomorrow the seas flow anew,

with greens and not reds,

whimsical nuances,

gutter trash living like kings,

we forge to forget,

we forget so we can sin, 

over and over again,

repeating a curse,

echoing the first,

a flash made of silver,

a knife,

in my hand…