The monsters
who come at night
whisper to me
sweet nothings
of hope and despair.
In this loneliness,
they have become
my only comfort.
I am nothing but dust
and particles of shadow.
I dream of
starlight.
I am the First Eve.
The monsters
who come at night
whisper to me
sweet nothings
of hope and despair.
In this loneliness,
they have become
my only comfort.
I am nothing but dust
and particles of shadow.
I dream of
starlight.
