The day is hot and bright as pain.
The sky twists and blood
falls as rain,
red and ice cold.
The sun dies all at once.
After being alone, for so long
this silence reminds me
of time;
lost hour staring at the fire
and ruined innocence.
Years ago, my god
sang to me
a blessing of fresh water.
Today, I mourn a loss of faith
with the taste of salt
on my lips.