I wish for love
But I all received was sorrow and….
A grand sadness.
My eyes grow heavy
As the wind rushes past me.
I run from mirrors as I escape the grim reaper kiss
Stand on the edge of tomorrow.
I wander for these old halls
filled the memories of lesser years.
The pain creeps in with the joyful images of yesterday
I take my heart and stand on stone of nostalgia
Oh my memories have fallen to the earth below
I am a fool for having hope kiss my lips as it breaks my heart
I am me and I look toward tomorrow.
Wishing for something that is dead
Crying for the past that I lost in the storm of time
I can’t remember what loved felt like
As the storm grows as the years march on
Disaster pushes my back and destruction stabs my heart
Sickness surrounds my memories of gold
I am a phantom that cries sorrowful tears
A broken mind wanders to the past filled with a bright empathic light.
A broken time wishes for flowers to bloom in winter.
A broken world of forgotten love.