Time tilts sideways while light bends

To meet my eyes

Night is a skin I slip into

It clings to my face

Holds its place until morning

Quiet omen

Wind hums low

I pull and pull

But eyes won't open

Light bends

A mortal coil

Darkness extends

To every end

A void opens

It glows within

Walking a path of little deaths

Seeing my shadow

As proof of the sun

Turn it around to meet it

And not run

I am open to feel

The warmth on my skin

And to see threads of light

Pulling me in

Light bends

A mortal coil

Darkness extends

To every end

A void opens

It glows within

Walking a path of little deaths