Overwhelmed by the surplus
of thought and emotion. I wish to end
such feelings. Yet each time I do come near
stopping -
passing into the bliss
of sleep - they attack harder.
Driving away all strands
of sanity. Consuming me,
thoroughly: the good and bad,
till I am left
as nothing
but a shadow
of my body.
Alas shadows, are creatures
of the day, of the sun; come
nightfall my shadowy existence ceases, bringing peace
to me, with sweet silent sleep.
Each day, brand new, is one more
spent waiting
for two turns of th’clock.
That will, have time stop.

There’s nothing left to say,
no emotion to betray,
no moment left to spare,
nobody who would care.

You left me to be all alone,
With nowhere to go but home.
But if home was with you,
Then now what shall I do?

Mindless, thoughtless, pointless wishes,
Childish, vain, futile kisses.
It doesn’t matter anymore, none of it.
I’m still disappearing bit by bit.

We’ll walk along this stretch,
We’ll walk it, till the end,
Then we’ll walk back again.

Hold my hand,
And I’ll hold yours,
It’ll be us two,

Forever.

People come and people go,
But of all the people that have done so.
3 have made quite a strange turn,
They came back to be the lanterns.
Lanterns that would help her walk through,
Dark, musty, corridors that only a few,
Have ever walked across on their own,
Without a single plea or moan.
But she was just another lost soul,
She still needed her lanterns to guide her, to the ultimate goal.

The world was dissolving into a meaningless mess,
It was draining her strength, as she tried to stay on top.
But the more she tried, the more she lost in this game of chess.
And she wished, would time please stop?
She needed to breathe,
There was a lump in her throat, and it wouldn’t leave.
The quicksand stopped, only her heart continued to fall.
She struggled, fighting a losing battle with herself,
There was no where to turn, no lights to follow.
Only the quicksand, and her,
No words spoken, no thoughts read,
Secrets to remain with a soul never to be caught again.