Solitary Hearts/Social Rejects Pt. i

Blinding, ashen radiance
Of moonlit nights
spent in solitude staring
At faint glimmers of hope
Suspended in the rift of dreams,

Contained in his already lacerated
heart,
Shrouded in blackness
bar the embers of a
smoldering cigarette hanging
loosely in his mouth.
Winter’s chill piercing.