Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #3

I feel the
Catatonic gaze of
A thousand pregnant
Moons delving into
The abysmal depths
Of my charcoal eyes.
If I could seal
Them shut in an urn;
I'd have enough
Darkness to last
Me a lifetime. 

Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #2

I feel the cold wind
Swirling around
The empty shell.
Forming patterns
That seemed to have
No limits,
Taking routes that had
No end.

My breath
Only seemed to add to this
Cataclysmic whirlwind.
All I wanted to do was to
Make it stop,
As I could feel it.
Inside me.