all the hours

The winter dims the light And leaves us in the dark Through shadows crawls the fright And shrouds a latent spark Confusing sleep with death One morbid innuendo The fog left by our breath Mists up a broken window All the hours but breathe Murmered excuses for All the hours but breathe Whispered apologies Poor man's velvet Source of sadness Void of compassion Depth of blackness Breathe Leave