Frail of Mind

Yorke

Alarm bells are ringing,
a familiarity forgotten.
A code I can not remember,
my brain corrupt with data.

Evolutions unwitnessed by me,
I was not invited into broken heart,
this fading away.

Your scent, recognised by my memory,
a photograph fading in reverse.
I am in the darkroom, undeveloped,
I will not see who I will become.

I am on display, out of sight,
my stillness is my stealth.
No one expects me here,
an obligatory blindness.

Oh how I would scream,
eternities pass and you are here,
beyond all my hopes,
an impossible dream.

My heart will stop,
my thoughts will cease,
but now,
you are here.

  • Author: Yorke (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 6th, 2015 03:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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