At night and the breeze is still so clear that I can feel it on my wounded toes

walking on a rainy sidewalk with cuts slightly bleeding as I take my steps

my salty tears are lost in the rain

you leave my thoughts with more anxiety then you did when you entered

just like a wreck in flames flying like ashes in my mind

the ground is burning under my feets and the steps are like an eternity of despair

like a hatred wound bleeding you seem to stay here and become a sad scar on my base