Once more a shadow walks
the dark recesses of my soul.
Opening door’s that have
long been left closed and
releasing things locked away.

Memories of a long dead past play
across my tightly closed eyelids.
Curled into a ball with hands covering
my ears, I struggle to shut out the
screams of crushed and dying dreams.

mkt

Once again my soul
Cries out into the night
With the only answer
Returning from the darkness
Being the echoes of my
Own anguish


Mkt

Once I let true love
Come out to play
But then I sadly
Had to put it away

It was not the time
Nor was it the place
To fall in love with
Such beauty and grace

Such total joy
My heart did grasp
But now I know
It could not last

So I buried it deep
Where no one could see
Under fond memories
Known only to me

I will guard my heart
Against that day
Lest I let true love
Again out to play

mkt

What could possibly
be the point of it all?
Surely not the painful
bitter tears that do fall.

Where is the joy and
laughter seen from afar?
It may be all an illusion
that they keep in a jar.

Would it be better to let
go and just give in?
Opening that door into
darkness letting it all end.

Are there those out there
that even give a ****?
Maybe the last they hear
is that open door slam.

mkt