lost and broken

hollow as a drum, skin streched tight over a weak frame.

confused, out of options hours draw dimly to a close, even the sun is black.

a paper moon hangs between you and i, threating, through gnashed teeth to be full.

taking away the solace of darkness. peacefull slumber now just a distant memory.

i cant let go, threadbare tapestry unravelling, as helpless as a child i watch.

piled on the floor a heap of thread to tell a story that no one understands, for it has been unwoven.