The delicacy of the mind.
Strong impressions.
Vivid images.
Of past regressions.

Benevolent enemies,
Are attentively concluded.
Amidst their repugnance.
Intellect becomes secluded.

Paths of judgement.
Easily twist to falter.
Register atonement.
Evils become softer.

Conveyed assurance,
False sense of civility.
Sober thoughts, drunken words.
Lead to tolerable tranquility.

The silhouette,
Of the catalyst,
Cast on a heart.
In the distance.

A soul,
Met another.
On that day.
Catalyst returned.

Sand to shore.
Night and day.
Still together.
Catalyst, a bond.

Bound tightly
Not to be broken
Catalyst is love.
Heed destiny.

Through a purgatory,
Wooden toys moldering.
Complete the illusion.
Strangely frozen.
Just for a moment.

Empty forest,
Succumbed to death.
The hollows bare.
The Children loiter,
Moonlight streamed in.

A meandering complex,
Darkness lurks.
A hiding place,
Unexplored.

The answers,
Fermenting in the dark.
Veins of coal.
Voice of truth.
Fading again.

Words dripping.
Slowly like molasses.
Make out a whisper.
Lungs burst.
A deranged smile.

There was a time,
When I was your and that was everything.
When love conquered all and life was good.

There was a time,
When I was your friend,
And that friendship meant something.

There was a time,
That when I needed you,
I could call, and there you would be.

Now is the time,
Of lost loyalty,
Of mind games and deceit.

Now is the time,
That is the shadows,
of the times that were.