the day ends
again...
evening blurs
the edges of my sight;
dark violet drifts
of ecstasy
confiscate my mind
I am here still
without reason
amongst the ruins
of "what if's"and
'what might have been's"
of a soon
griefless history
it is quiet here
so quiet
where truth speaks
in wordless, depthless
shadows
of recognition
haunting my soul
deeper than
I can remember or forget
I know now
you were never
here at all
and oh the madness,
the bitter sadness
I taste still
between these sheets
and oh,
the forever violence
of this silence
in my heart
Jun 30, 2012
Jun 30, 2012 at 4:14 PM UTC
the day ends
again...
evening blurs
the edges of my sight;
dark violet drifts
of ecstasy
confiscate my mind
I am here still
without reason
amongst the ruins
of "what if's"and
'what might have been's"
of a soon
griefless history
it is quiet here
so quiet
where truth speaks
in wordless, depthless
shadows
of recognition
haunting my soul
deeper than
I can remember or forget
I know now
you were never
here at all
and oh the madness,
the bitter sadness
I taste still
between these sheets
and oh,
the forever violence
of this silence
in my heart