sometimes when you lose, you win

[cyanidewhisper]

Hazed and in a daze
Time on wings
Falling feathers
Twisted
Distorted
Slip into the dust
Leave a mark
Dreaming
Then its slipped away
Fuzzy feeling
On numb fingertips
Its so cold
Flood water rush
Lungs collapsing
Reaching toward
Purple clouds
Sky bleeding