tis winter....

and the wind so cold ..

has settled deep within my breast...

the laughter gone... the cries increase

the sorrow swells the emptiness



shadows race to fill the space

where light did once hold reign

theives of warmth do fill their sacks

no beauty shall remain



take away the day itself...

steal away my very soul!

I've nothing left to give this world

no price too high a toll



suck the blood that runs so cold

through tired, weary veins

allow me rest.. soft peaceful rest

rid me of lifes pains..



dead smiles float on empty seas..

washing up on dry, beach places

crawling with the lies and truths

devoured by the shameless faces



unrelenting tides of horror

move in and out with heartless cries

destroy the cries..yes take that too

wash too, the color from my eyes



and then begins the peace...

and then begins the new

and then begins the healing

and then...... and then.......






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