My head feels smashed and cracked inside;
I wish I found a place for all
the secret love for you I hide;
but that’s a bluff that you won’t call.
So I call raindrops on my face
to mend the fire’s dark remains;
recalling when I fell from grace,
then endless night invades my brains.
My final breath, a curse in vain,
the Dog Star’s vanished from my sight;
rememberance held in disdain;
tomorrow’s dawn arrives so bright.