Voices that had sounded real,now forgotten in my dreams
Open eyes have closed the doors to the world of the unseen
Memories  i’d  long since captured,lost in torrential streams
Kindness never shown when the world had seemed so mean

Friendship flawed...chances lost,battles never won
The door was open so the warmth flew out...and that’s why he is gone

Spoken words,yours and mine,just lines of ancient history
The life of them taken when care left my eyes and mind
Unfairness in cruel excess from your actions erased the mystery
It is the ghost of what i should have felt that can’t leave the shame behind

Feelings disregarded...time misplaced,a night without a dawn
I just stood and watched as he walked out...and that’s why he is gone

Trifolding centrepiece, breaking foundation blocks...
Mundane enterprises fronting vital thoughts
Me and my worries, soldered into one...
A depth of pure purity weighing a mighty ton
The innocence of others who name me with a pretty tongue...
The doubt in those who’ve seen me, when my nerves were wrung
Order of the phoenix sitting behind old shelves...
The authors of some stories must have splendour in themselves
Bring me back from wonder, take the dreamy from my stare...
Call me back from dreamland because those books sure land me there
But sitting in this cold seat, frost building in my soul...
It’s easy to forget kindness and every kind word I’ve been told
The world constantly takes from us, the will to soldier on...
It robs us of the reasons to triumph even when we’ve won
I feel sometimes the battles are really not worth the fight...
When my arms just feel like holding love and being held all night
The will we need to summon hate and numbness of the heart and bone...
The sacrifices that wait to be made to turn your ‘human’ into ‘stone’
Is it really worth the effort when it jades and wrecks your core?...
I have heard them ring, their chords have called, to the drudgery of war.