May 29th, 2007

(no subject)

The melancholy blade of barren craving
The flaccid maws of comfortable lies
The stillborn glimpses of avoiding eyes
The harrowing despair of ignored waving

The ephemeral minutes of lost bliss
The crawling mollusc hours of languid sorrow
The narrow hopes that falter in the morrow
The clammy days sunk in regret’s abyss

The shape of feelings cast in stone delusion
The wreckage littered bed of river screams
The fear that haunts the ghosts of vanished dreams
The sordid truths that fester all illusion

These things however dark their wounding hue
Have no sway over me because of you