Gone is the sanity that I have rested upon
Gone is the broken wing I have mended so long
Gone is the eye of love, heralded with steel
Gone is the breakers edge, chariots wheel
Gone is the mystery of histories story
Gone is the evidence in a place of once glory
Gone is the solitude enjoyed in the park
Gone is the morning call, a flick and a spark
Gone is the choke ring about my own neck
Gone is the control once held at my beck
Gone is the grass I’ve laid with my own two hands
Gone is the bitter truth that never parts from these lands
Tag: gone
Uneven Sleep (day 285)
I had an uneven sleep
Like the homeless on the cement
Dying for the months rent
Listlessly wandering into another step
For what, I fear the answer
I fear the melancholy it invites
I fear the destruction it involves
Without a comfortable cloth to my name
How lame it must seem
To the truly advanced souls of this land
Where once was a stone
Now creeps up some glass
Greenery once ran rampant throughout
But now is delicately placed high above
In secret places only the few birds know about
But then, where have our secrets come from?
Whither have they gone?
All of It (day 179)
All day a waste
All night is gone
All time has passed
All love has left
All history erased
All friends dead
All memories forgotten
And all that’s left
Of all of it
Is my own presence
Forever in The End (day 121)
A line begins
But a line must end
So shall sun
So shall the wind
But love that curls
And love that whirls
Should make thou smile
Under all that’s else
I want you happy
If it means I’m sad
I want your worries
In a far off land
Then you couldn’t frown
Or bend that soft brow
With troubles far away
Many a long gone day
It shall never be changed
My sturdy feet I have
I’ll be here forever
Till you’ve found your strength
One day, my lover
One day shall soon
Call upon each other
To bend around the moon
And in this day
At this day of judgement
We’ll only ask ourselves
Did I follow my heart?