The Scar in the Sky

When you're alone, life surrounds you like a thick forest.

Despair, the wolf who devours thought.
Once again, it prowls at my door.
I open the door and unto it comes:
The Scar in the Sky,
The Blood on my Soul.

It drips on the carpet.
It dislodges bones.
 The air.
    I can't..


         breathe...