 | There's no use trying to hide
these whimpers in the dark;
which haunt me like a shadow;
for the pain; never goes away.
These echoes in the dark;
memories of a time - now past;
moments now lost; are forgotten
in the mind, but the soul never
forgets the pain; the soul never
forgets the pleasure; now gone.
This soul remains heartbroken;
it lays vulnerable in the dark;
nestled deep amongst the shadows,
calling out to the cold of night.
The moon; the only light here;
no stars to guide this sailor
in this lonely sea; this abyss
of nostalgia for a love lost.
The moon is another illusion,
a reflection of the orb that
lies beneath the surface of
the sea; another lie the world
sung; naïve in all their conquest
of all the world's corners; a
lie I fell in love with; a dream
I wanted so badly.
I found
its light glowing in the dark;
to be just another shadow
tricking mine eye; of solid stare;
into believing I’d found the
dream that danced inside my head.
My soul still deprived of such
a dream; deprived of the lie
that made me happiest. And
yet in all my pain, am I now
any wiser? Nay, for I am
now more weary then ever; let
me go now. My sleep; my dreams;
a window; a way out. Let me
go now, let me rest in peace
forever... |  |
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