Words have left me-
  in the dark night
  they hide away
  I regret not treating them right-

  in silence and nonchalance
me they harshly chide
I'll be lost in the labyrinth of time
where only barrenness and desolation will abide-

have I given a genuine voice
to their every charm and pride?
did I blemish their purity
their glory brush aside?

old and weary now am I
at life's late grey eventide
estranged from them once my friends
they mocked my tears though in repentance I cried.