Ill Bearings
Falsehoods of your calamity,
Winters of a cold heart
Cry out in pain,
Thrown aside to wail.
Your shattered mind,
Prostates before a sick world
Your tidings lay heavy,
As your heart, petty.
While I wince,
Under your words of forgery
My heart aches,
Lunged thus breaks.
Forfeit of injustice,
Lays upon my head
My words arid as stone,
My love, cast out, to aside it’s thrown.
How am I suppose to,
Face life and death
When I fear both, without you,
’tis exactly, you knew.
A mirage, a form,
You’ll be with another soon
While I face my nemesis,
I’ll greet it without deficit.
My heart, corrupted,
My body collapsed
My mind, to perdition,
A grey transition.
Your words were poison,
Your heart was a false
You’ve chosen demolition
You’ve denied life,
You don’t heed my call
Nor see my sight,
The gleam of my pure hope
Is fading,
An ancient cite
Calls my name,
Inviting to a realm of dreams.
There, hatching streams
Rumble around my ankle,
As I lay in water, crystals and gleam
Waiting for a hand over my chest,
That gives life
And not takes,
That receives
Not withholds,
But I fear
When you’ll find me there,
In the realm of dreams
I shan’t come back,
For I am already passed
Thus all shall be lost,
Like the dust in the winds of past.
