The Month of May

Let me breathe

For I have spent nights wide awake, lost in a maze of disruption, I couldn't let my eyes linger on the dark befalling…

Month of May,

Evenings have witnessed the burnt scaring my memories, where must I turn to escape this haunting?

Or shall I admit the defeat that these desires have caused, the uproar of my breaking?

Let me breathe

For I had to let it all go, these threads are still hanging in this untamed flow…

What is this pull, the south of everything I wanted to keep?

Every street that reminds me that this flesh will confront an ending…

Month of May,

What shall I think of as my own?

The cracks in my soul have darkened…

The pieces I thought what built me, these flakes have turned rather unsound…

The flashes that kept me alive, the sand has slipped while it thundered, and the hurricane had no mercy on these brittle bones…

Let me breath

This run has left me with nothing but drained customs…

The miles overpowering my compulsions have got me questioning the relevance of its existence…

Where shall I let my faith take me?

For I have exhausted my limits of holding it all in…

Month of May,

Let me breathe.

All of the life in me has dissolved to absolute silence…

Let me… have this wind… have this blue reflection overhead…

Let me… keep my sanity,

For I, I couldn’t keep the glass from falling…

I couldn’t stop the cuts of hurt from bleeding fire…

Month of May,

Let me…

Breathe…

"Hurricane - Fleurie"