Misdeeds stare like unhealed wounds There isn’t a cure yet, the heart is unwilling to seek Nothing can stop the curve from turning away from light Night foams menacingly; it’s a sinister sign Forfeited all that was offered Trepid breath speaks to the darkness  Soon, the light will fizzle, and the paths blurry Faint reflections too will turn away in hatred Those responsible for muddling … Continue reading Unhealed