The winter dims the light
And leaves us in the dark
Through shadows crawls the fright
And shrouds a latent spark
Confusing sleep with death
One morbid innuendo
The fog left by our breath
Mists up a broken window
All the hours but breathe
Murmered excuses for
All the hours but breathe
Whispered apologies
Poor man's velvet
Source of sadness
Void of compassion
Depth of blackness
Breathe
Leave