Monday, December 8, 2014

Time Without Being

Dense forests, dark nights 
Willows weeping louder than before 
Time is endless and exhausting 

Each day a thousand dreams die 

Each day lives broken 
In continued discomfort 

False hope scathes and deserts a once determined mind 

A soul burning upon a pyre of those forgotten 
Encased and imprisoned by a thinning shell 
Alone glaring at a singular flame 

Demons mocking eternity 

Angels mocking existence 
Light left darkness ashamed 
Darkness overshadowed light triumphant 

No rest for the sovereign 

No rest for the wicked 
Entitled to raise one more glass 
Before the curtains close. 

08-12-2014