The Sin

From the darkness, tis I've been...
Since there, sin I breathed in...
When each late breath, hath no end...
Was then, I found my first friend...

"In your daft head, rings thy din???"
Sayeth my friend, smiling a grin...
After all, on this day doth begin...
Shall poison winds, now soak thy skin...

While inhaling the late evenings sin...
Side by side, I sit with my friend...
The gray clouds above, start to grow thin...
And for this life--I live to transcend...