Tears

Reaching out in deadened night
Emptiness by candlelight
Memory a haunted sea
Souring in sudden rage
The Damage plagued upon my love
Driven by this selfish urge
To separate yourself from me
But not the way you planned

The gambit flow of shifting thought
Shall ride a kiss upon my cross
And with each moment of despair
Lay to heart a lovely tear
Within each bulb the salty sea
Swims an ocean silently
Swims the forest of my dreams
Swims the essence of my being (...I call me)

Come ringing back now
(can't explain)
The measures swept away in pain
Hatred will I escape your grasp
Buried feelings let me pass
I cannot kill this final flame
The fire that once consumed my heart
For hope must have some kind of fuel
And chance must keep this fire

(Spoken) reduced to ashes, We run colder on the outside. A Spartan hope that dwindles near the source of this contempt. What has my hopeful certainty for the future returned upon my desperation and difficult memory, besides wasted moments, whose questions are not resolved? Simple things went un-addressed until such time as they could only pass away. Losing you shall (forever mark my breast. Injury knows no justice.)

Swimming out with tears in my eyes
Looking for the shore
I hope that this is the last time...
I hope that this is the last time...