Those choices I did make,
For your soul mine to take,
Lost to the darkness deep,
That long and eternal sleep.
Come forth and trudge,
Free from the lightest nudge,
Circle round the void and space,
Searching for dim lit face.
Worry not of lost time,
Your heart beats with mine,
Even and deepest grave,
Your life is mine to save.
You may tire and wonder,
Trample or mindless ponder,
But to me your found,
That quiet and distinct sound.
You are lost, but not here,
Safe from life and all fear.
May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 12:29 PM UTC
Those choices I did make,
For your soul mine to take,
Lost to the darkness deep,
That long and eternal sleep.
Come forth and trudge,
Free from the lightest nudge,
Circle round the void and space,
Searching for dim lit face.
Worry not of lost time,
Your heart beats with mine,
Even and deepest grave,
Your life is mine to save.
You may tire and wonder,
Trample or mindless ponder,
But to me your found,
That quiet and distinct sound.
You are lost, but not here,
Safe from life and all fear.
