Moonlight Walk

A moon light walk through a field of rusted dreams and scattered promises,
Unfolding events to withering leaves.
Blindness bonds me to a fragile heart and disquieting thoughts,
Picking through childhood fetishes, and shredded convictions.
Prayers of insanely needs flavor my tongue.
Behind glass and metal I lost all that I’d sought,
A witness to my own act of sin,
Fleeing from simple eyes.