Tenebroso

The city of thousand moonsStints me on its lightI am being passed byPearl laughter carried along the dusty roadThe pregnant thought's weight hurtsI'm shrugging all the empty words off my backRain turns to rustHopes remain dreamsAnd I tried, I did tryNot to turn them into dustHands tired of LonelinessOdd sound of my own voiceI fear what mirrors hideEyes shut, no need to memorize the pain