My mind is leading me into a place I've never been
My heart is broken.. shattered, and scattered to the wind
I dream sometimes of loneliness, and a dreadful final kiss
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There are no rhymes for this
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Darkened days and tortured nights, no sunshine only pain
Colorless, just black and white the autumn leaves became
How am I to travel forward?.. too much to take, to miss
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There are no rhymes for this
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My days are being spent in silence, all alone with you
The quiet deafening to hear, though nothing I can do
The fabric of my thoughts are torn, and no way to resist
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And still I find
Life so unkind
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There is no time for this
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I've held on to my hope, although my tired arms need rest
My aching head still thinking of these waves, I ride the crest
Of painful tides of blood and glass, the mirror feels my fist
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I cannot see myself again,
Looking, forced to start... begin
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To make sad sense of this
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It's insanity I've found within my mind which keeps me sane
Reality, and this place I'm in is sunshine filled with rain
Each day I search for something that might actually exist
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Inside the cold abyss
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Of where I am...
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Each door now closed and locked to me, can't ease the pain of why
Stop these dreams, nightmares awake, asleep I think that I
Now know my eyes have witnessed what this heartless life insists
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Demands of me
Commands to be
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No joy is found in this...
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My words to you must seem dis-assembled, rearranged
And in my mind the reasons for the words have all been changed
Over the years in what I've written, something is amiss
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Twisted and lost
And what the cost
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And so the thoughts persist...
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The thoughts of just another day of where, and why and how
Another night consumed with fear, the fear of here and now
All of what I find, walking blind in sorrow's mist
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Th­is fog of time
That clouds my mind
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Un­able to endure, subsist...
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Re­lief of life itself, provides me no relief
Belief in grace of God and Heaven , leaves me only grief
Looking for the answers to the questions I have missed
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An­d I have found
No mind is sound
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There are no rhymes for this...
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D­ean Evans
9-14-07