Written by: Sabina Nicole

Lights go out, it’s black again
I can’t lie or even pretend
The hole is deep
The wounds exposed
I died your death
It clearly shows,
A garden invaded by savages
Who raped the colors and left it bare
While planting stones of mercury they burned the will to even care,
A vineyard blazing with toxic dreams,
The world I’ve known is made up of salted streams.
When comfort faded and snow kept the city numb
A new ship docked to have more fun.

By: Sabina Nicole