By Shadygirl   fading_shade@hotmail.comSun, with out you.
Date: 3 November 1998

Sun, with out you

Her flawed rotten skin
gave you the feeling
of need
to point out
ANY
disappointing reason.
Any reason to escape and hide
in an already erased memory.
Any reason to blame her for love.

Time her confession
and then offer her the punishment
of your side.

Ignore disappointing sleep
shallow, penetrating dreams and
release her raw stinging soul,
the broken memory.

Take life out on her.
Stay on dark and wooded paths.
Try not to notice when 
the sun turns her cheeks pink
and she has no choice
but to follow,
with out you.