"This
is a familiar scene for me;
You,
with your eyes on the road,
and myself,
watching the sights
as we pass them by.
There
are so many things
that I
want to ask of you,
so many questions
to be answered,
and yet,
there is a quiet
between us,
that which we also share;
the familiar sound
of silence;
the sound
of all the things
you didn’t say.”

Do you know
what it means
to lose heart
when you
have
so
much
of it?
You’re loving
faster than
you’re losing
love,
and
some nights
even breathing
becomes unbearable.

In my mind's eye
I see
the vast expanse
of the abyss
as it looms
ever closer
into conscious reality.
Something dark,
ancient,
and sentient,
awaits in
disturbed slumber
to bring about
chaos
to the world.
Its tendrils
reach out
to envelop the sky
darker and darker still
until all that remains is
its very presence.
And when
the hour is at hand
the darkness fades
into the earth
and sleeps

*until the harrowing cycle begins anew.