Grey Dawn

I painted with rain the sight of the daybreak,

As being in need of a momentary remake

The life I am leading is the way of depravity,

A threat th my already poisoned sanity

Grey dawn, everlasting

Hope is utopia for all that I know,

When counting the seconds time moves so slow

I can't feel any will to be part of this fight

A cure is however to put thrust in the night

I learn from this life to hide from humanity,

And night has told me how to kill my anxiety

The ghost of my smile dances in the pale,

And I know all my efforts most likely will fail