sometimes when its dark I see your face. Angry and looking at me. I see the glare in your eyes and the emptiness of your reflection and know that you are really gone. sometimes when its dark, the little moments of the day that I missed in the hustle and bustle come back to me and they are visually louder then ever. I realise that through the corner of my eye I just about caught your shadow walking past me...sometimes when its dark...sometimes when its dark I hear the sounds embedded in my head. the breaking...always something breaking...sometimes loudly...sometimes gently..my heart sometimes travels in this darkness to the moments where I left unfinished business , tarnished business where the trails of my blood still lurks behind in a stench callling men from far and near to smell the stench of t his blood clotted with the memories of existence..sometimes...sometimes when its dark I bare my empty breasts to these corners of my mind. People say I have nothing to hide-the truth is I have nothing to show....hide and seek..hide and seek...hide and seek..****.. sometimes when its dark I fall asleep and slip into a dream where everything is perfect and pink and white and right...then I wake up...cause its all a lie...when its dark...sometimes... lo'