I thought there were no words profound
I thought there was lack of composure
And all the expressions already used
I thought there was blank bitterness
I thought there was no cohesion at all
To derelict…

When I numbly stare to the flickering light
When I try to read the signs
And a motionless state of mental panic
When I wait for a call in apathy
When I feel like drowning
To derelict…

I capture images of grace
A solemn kind of matter
A ravishing twist in the chime
Feels like flying above a dream
And when I stare in a dark heart
Then dark surrounds, embracing me
To derelict…

The ripples of a silk gown
The delicate maelstrom inside us
And the sigh of heartbeats
The answers that we seek
The mesmerizing sound of entropy
To derelict…

Then in downfall you reign
Then heaven is all around
And follows a forlorn wish
Then it feels like a whisper
Then it all subsides
To derelict…

To the thorns on our side
To the grim smiles
And to the emptier still
To you and me
To derelict…

Standing there, gazing
Keeping patience in contrast
Adjust the lines beyond black
Stretching outward the fingers
Sensing unable to touch
Feel
Remain
A meaningless era
Frozen inside a halo aflame

Moving sideways
Humming to correlate
The wonder, the loss
Stochastic patterns formless
Kneel under pressure
Speak
Yearn
Silencing violent acts
Cloudburst born in a chest

Fathomless  
In this shapeless pool
Trying not to drown
This level’s rising higher
A momentary constraint
Reach
Listen
Eyes connected to heart
Inundation betwixt and between

Forward and way ahead
Deafening voices alarming
No traces left to fabricate
A story that needs to be told
Jostling away the innuendos
Grieve
Gone
Trembling hands betray
A gale that builds discomposure up

Why don’t you ever turn?
Why don’t you ever look back?