Dimmer every day and bleaker still

The seasons slow to change.

A never-ending winter,

Cracked glass panes.

Leeches are friends until

All your blood drains.

Now you’re a bloodless fiend

Friendship no more.

Watching solemnly from the inside

The steel curtains you draw.

Board the jaded frames

Bolt the distrusting door.

A soldier’s mind

Forever preparing for war.