Forgotten Love
I choose to forget what pains to remember
there are no ifs or reflections of might of beens
over is finished and slowly the memory fades.
Emptiness besiege me
loneliness fulfilled me
solitude accompanied me long long ago.
What of love, is it real or just an affliction
is the joy overwhelms soon to be discarded
hurting remains and scars.
What of life, do we dare beholden to no one
or meek as the masses quiet as a mouse
surviving from scraps of the fat cats.
Does death play with our souls
break down our bodies and rot our will
accepting death's hand as he closes our eyes forever.
All is a circle on a deceptive cycle
round and round we spin
to end as we begin.
Naked and afraid wanting the touch of security
hunger for being
needing the arms of love to hold us.
Sleepless nights, dreamless nights
staring into an abyss of eternal darkness
I catch a glimpse of you.
Sound of your laughter, the feel of your body
a tear streams from my eye
I close my eyes and see your face.
Broken... the cycle stops
once again I reach for your hand
and you open my heart with your own.
|