as hungry red cauldrons haunt my sleepless nights,
with no form of salvation near in sight…
…I am alone
But I am not alone; there are the two near me,
the ones who partake on this fool’s journey with me.
Waves of red, a sea of blue, chocolate curls, bright brown orbs.
They… they are my salvation,
my reason to keep trudging along this treacherous path.
They fill me with strength to keep moving my aching legs.
They shatter the chains of righteous rage off my beating heart…
…when sin seeps deep.
Evil shall fall, the restless shall sleep,
and the sun will rise again.