Suicide lights rocket into the sky

Is this night to glow brighter than the day?

the last echoes of, a past once forged in flesh

A mystic tome torn asunder by a man’s blunder

Cry not for it’s destruction

For life will trudge on

Help. the ones who cry out in silence

I am echoing darkness, in sky of sun

Beyond which eternity lies

Help. those who cry tears forged from earth