The chain of time is broken
The links have been cut
Infinity is what is left
At first there is exultation,
Infinite possibilities for travel, love, self improvement!
Realisation dawns,
What's this all been for?
All the threats of death, banished
Are we left with peace?
War becomes pointless.
We'll fight until we lose interest
Our hope has vanished
Realising that we needed an end point
A goal to work towards
We fear death but death is the only constant
We fear hell but a life with no direction is hell.

Behold the beauty
Soft delicate skin, never to be lived in.
Innocent eyes, alien to tears.
Mind never to comprehend fear
Pouting lips that told no lies
Fingers of ivory, never got to touch
Beautiful little feet, that will get no chance to walk.

A child you gave but needed back.

Im left lonely
Unable to comprehend
The bitterness you show me, unfounded.
You smile and act around them
Save your malice just for me
And yet you say you love me,
Really, how can this be?

A cookery class
The smashing of a glass
The dress that was too pretty
A tape from a friend
Looking at a man
It really was so petty

You were strong, this spurred him on
Made it justified, to him.
We watched it happen
The punches, the slapping.
Wanting to stop him but really how could we?

Just children, afraid of how this could end.
We plotted and planned
Use pots? Use Pans?
We could no longer take it.
Feeling so helpless, lost and bereft.
Watching our mother be beaten.

It eventually ended.
She healed and mended
Got stronger and never looked back.
As for us, we're grown and gone
But you cant always forgive and forget.

A cookery class
The smashing of a glass
The dress that was too pretty
A tape from a friend
Looking at a man
It really was so petty

You were strong, this spurred him on
Made it justified, to him.
We watched it happen
The punches, the slapping.
Wanting to stop him but really how could we?

Just children, afraid of how this could end.
We plotted and planned
Use pots? Use Pans?
We could no longer take it.
Feeling so helpless, lost and bereft.
Watching our mother be beaten.

It eventually ended.
She healed and mended
Got stronger and never looked back.
As for us, we're grown and gone
But you cant always forgive and forget.

Sin and sorrow
Forgotten while we dream
Sleep treats the wounds
Patching them raggedly
Closing them for a spell

Alls good and new
For a second or two
Then reality starts to kick flood in

Rushing through the gates of sleep
Winding true and aching deep
Another day begins

Is this really the life i lead?
My potential, uncharted.
Dreams, marred with self doubt.
Uncertain in love.
Unsure how to work it out.
This can't be all that lifes about.