fringe marsh
I've forgotten the song but time dances on.
My deafened soul lingers onto warmth that's gone.
Rain is all that pours,
all i absorb.
Soddened and replete,deemed there's no more,
Until i found my own corpse.
Rain taps with relentless vigor,
a persistent reminder of it being poured.
Feelings entwined,yet thoughts of suffering mid-suffering
are propelled by your mind.
I've forgotten the song but time dances on.
All i do is smoke and yawn.
Drowsiness is decaying my form,
the only thing that's left.
My mind's on a treadmill of consciousness,
love is a theft.
Like a glass of wine,
Like sedatives,
You were a drug,now rehab.
They say lovers are cures,you are part of my illness.
Disguised a narcotic to shun reality's throes,
In reality,a sobriety piercing a knife, delving gradually,
Slitting slow,a stealthy doze.
Time flies,
Yet no elixir is capable of subduing incessant thoughts of you,the hundred layers to it,and the ringing repetitions.
Time flies,
Yet no elixir lulls me like your lullabies.
So, i smoke instead.
My soul can't bear to look at a body without your head.
A cloak of smoke helps me cope.
So,i smoke instead.
An effect akin to my cigarette,you blew.
I liked being blinded by you.
In pursuit of being reunited with you,
I lost myself somewhere in the dew,
Bereft your remains too.
Smoke breaches the fortress with unwavering sway,
Paints your vivid portraits in a dullish grey, everyday.
My hands strech into the haze,
Where your presence entails, yet with each attempt to hold you,a wound i fray,
The wounds your kisses sealed,
The wounds your kisses healed,
Blood,now,released.
Ramparts no longer bind,
Memories once pristine,now chaos in my mind.
My mind,once again an abandoned crime scene.
The smoke persists,you're no longer here to clean.
I was to narrate your life's grand array.
I've become a grave where you decay. The dead live on in memories,they say, but,in me,you decay.
I was all of you and you were all for me,
Now,slowly we fade away.
zealous grove
solar field
distant carbon
rigid urchin
knotty venture