Madder Mortem

[See these bleeding hands that you left to dry
Your garden is stolen, your flowers died
Bow to your own deeds, bow down in shame
May the woods have mercy on your soul]
Let the water flow again
Vapour rises in my eyes
Shedding my tears on the water
And watching them float into the fog
I sleep again
Come the shadows, drown the whispers
I dream away
Know tomorrow, let the night fall
And the shame is mine alone
Crawling into the deepest hole
Curling up around the core with closed eyes and clenched fists