Deaths Grasp on the Human Brain

orange fades along the green

of whispered broken memories

i wander and wonder of how

pink stardust loses it’s luster so fast

heal to heal

eyelids to cheek

when was there a time not spoken in misery melodies?

blue touches my shoulders

grazing it’s cold teeth along my barren skin

grazing it's claws down

down to my heart

“do you remember me, old friend?”