The memories never stop or fade,
That one moment of time rules,
And ever will…
easy…
Left Behind
Agonizing pain,
This vast emptiness,
Forlorn host now lost,
How do I now to go on,
How do I dare to continue,
Only yesterday future bright,
The whole of tomorrows entice,
Yet today vision now dark and lost,
Where have you journeyed to alone,
Why for am I left here in pensive pain,
Reaching out I find you not,
Ever searching still you’re lost,
Calling and hearing only the silence,
Pleading but no answer to spring forth,
How now do I continue without my best part,
They say to make peace,
Tell me to let memories dim,
Assure me this pain too shall pass,
But I know well their misunderstanding,
They cannot will-not ever know the truth,
Me empty shell left here while she’s gone home,
Why to continue onward all alone?
Easy…
Childless Agony
Drifting Memories
Art and Words to settle my mind
This Our World
Happening, a never to end cycle,
Vivid violent images bloody overwhelm,
This nightmare of reality looms ever true,
Can we hope for better, dare dream of peace,
With sadness I fear not, for we ourselves ere flee,
Allowing it, bowing to the few, and follow their rule,
Thus forever it continues, tempest of engulfing flames,
And we will hide from it, forget, boxed deepest in mind,
Can’t remember, must not, can not allow, will not,
Thus condemned we will remain for eternity,
Locked tight within this unending nightmare,
Condemning all those as yet to come,
-easy
truth is always the first casualty of war
there has never been such thing as truth in war
only the greedy few keeping the many distracted
the greedy maintain their power over us the many
and war keeps our numbers down to what they need
this may be the saddest of truth they need us not to know
and thus we can all know to our soul the circle yet continues
this bloodiest of distraction in which we are all trained to support
truth, the first casualty, but not nearly the last
-easy
Pain Brings Lonely End
Change becomes my only constant,
A heart and soul of broken dreams,
Why the most worthless of ends,
My thoughts tumbling, ruling delirium,
Brilliance found in the melancholy,
Spiralling down of sanity lost
,
Avenues, all lead to darkest of ends,.
Weeping within these lost echoes,
Loss of serenity, ego crushed,
No response to tears or cries,
Al life melting into the meaningless.
Call out, plead for you to hear,
My every thread now wains,
Enraptured with my death,
An arrow strike in sorrow,
Left alone to this nightmare realm,.
No way out, how to define id,
I struggle to move, continue,
Limply fall in frustration,
Fragments of memories,
Of embracing life full,
Now soon gone, nothing left to share…
-easy…
