The drenching tears of a swollen heart
that will one day burst,
The Doomed that hope theirs will not break
Are the ones that face the worst.
...
I went for a walk today
river glimmering lights,
winds whispering, brushing by
It was such a nice day
...
If I were to cease next morrow;
How many ages do I wonder,
pass before you happen
to realize such a morbid event?
...
Will you swear an oath that
you could never keep,
and vow that you could always be
all that i will need?
...
That a graze,
it will make you wince
when the iodine, it stings.
...
It was not I that said these words
creating hurts and fatal wounds,
It was not I that with words,
maimed and stabbed-
...
There are some things in this world
fated never to be gained.
For me it is your love,
that, and your compassion.
...
'Yes sir, no problem.'
Bother, another task.
'Of course madam, my pleasure.'
Why does my job grow?
...
Lest I admit my defeat
I turn my face from thee
No, do not wander, down,
...
(anguish)
The drenching tears of a swollen heart
that will one day burst,
The Doomed that hope theirs will not break
Are the ones that face the worst.
Footsteps falter, minds confused,
unknowing as a babe
Trust, gone from the stricken stare,
Slaughtered in the dark.
Their anguished screams are not a sound
that one should ever bear;
But what is painful beyond belief
is not that tragic sound -
But the sight of their grasping hands
still blindly reaching out,
searching for what they seek-
Their beloved whose long gone;
The sight of a deadened mind's,
attempt to justify...
one simply cannot watch
when they realize...
when what left of life goes out
from bone-dry haunted eyes...