The Night has no Mercy

Nocturnal ember sears my flesh,

Which once desired to connect.

Skin grafts scar my deadened skin,

Where once the night was welcomed in.

Nocturnal ember rots my mind,

Aneurism still exploding,

Where once I entered love so blind,

Memory of love foreboding.

Nocturnal ember scalds my heart,

Where blood's internal rivers flow

Where once an offering, torn apart

From wounds so willingly bestowed.

Nocturnal ember burns my soul,

That once I sold at any cost.

Black ashes born from long ago

Remembrance of a lover lost.