The new love / Has been broken / Too strong / To carry it through

Fading away At long last It has become so easy To become a shadow And become lost alone In the chilly darkness

Uncertain hesitation As we advance Those tiny steps Pull us down to earth

a sad little boy left on the court slumped down and broken the target practice for teachers and students until defeated

Sitting down On the floor of the tub With the shower flowing As the water pelts Yet leaves too much exposed The morning advances So must I

Face it now The dull echoes Of the lost In this world The void is real And cold

This aneseptic war Has grown dull Despite my words To tug at your guilt To push your mind To stir us all This war Is empty Lacks the dusty winds Lacks the sent of dried blood Lacks the men I know It is a fickle thing To be cast aside Without care To be left alone Without me

Dull brown tiles Scrubbed clean So it shines back As the time waits

The shrub Clings to the pylon In the center of the river No friends to help Shelter from the storms And only the sound Of rushing trains To share the time As it sits alone Overseeing the river

Within the shadows I lay awake Hidden away Waiting alone As night falls

Falling down Shifting away from light Feeling the weight Welcoming it all

The white shores Swim to me As I rest at night Coming to this end At long last

A lost luster Turns in on itself Until it grows cold In its newfound loss

Why this This world These pains This emptiness These prisons we make

The softer light
Cool morning breeze
The promise of warm sun
The approaching winter
Comes to us again
As we rest
Waiting for the day

liberate myself
from this dusty world
and swing free
across the waves
softly sinking