The ride that lasted till

the clock stopped.

My back is broken.

Same as my heart.

sleeping on the rocks

under a sky without stars.

walking alone

till the moon is forlorn.

To be in cold company

as we both cheat

the dawn.

I wear your reflection

in my mind.

So at least remember

my name.

Soon my watch will stop.

The time will not come.

Till then can i find comfort

in your strings,

your fingers and

forked tongue?

You are fit for a king

who spits bitter truth

in your face.

And if you forget what

it was you gave me.

Sleep on rocks

and bleed

just to taste.