And with the distant thunder
All my dreams are torn asunder
With the anticipation of immaculate creation
Replaced with realization of indiscriminate destruction
Faith is a currency which holds no value
As in life you learn what is true
The sun long gone
The moon high in the sky shines down
While I alone engrossed in a tome of unseen lore
Ponder the wit and folly of the day
In a smoky room with dim light
Reclined in chair
I seek my comfort in words
Words that are lost on the tongue
And find deaf ears
Yet here the words find purpose
As the mind devours their meaning
Savoring the delicate nature
Of the balance they bring to the night
Yet I have not went anywhere
I see the path behind me
I see the bricks before me
I built the wall
To soften my fall
My sanity is all it would cost
For my life laid bare
How often we are consumed
By the urges , the needs
Of our weary souls
That we create our own doom
Because the beast will feed
Regardless of the toll
Here darkness dipped
I speak upon the life I know
I speak of the life I show
The future I feel lost in
The present I long to escape
The past I skipped
For it’s always there I begin
It’s there I break
I’d sleep if I could
I’d dream of better days
Yet I doubt I should
For I am lost in my own maze
Where nothing good lasts
And the die is already cast
It is not always the fire of the heart that fades
Rather the fire of the mind.
It is the mind that grows bored or sees something better it must have.
Thus, leaving behind that it once held in such high esteem.
So, that all that remains is a memory to be forgot.
A feeling to be ignored
It’s here in these things that I wander
Down the empty corridors of my mind
Pondering the lost and ignored
The forgotten promises and broken words.
Seeing things on both sides of the coin.
Those I have left behind and those that left me.
Faded is the Memory, Jaded is the heart
Haunted by Life
- See the things one can find cleaning out old hard drives . I wrote that like 5 years ago.