Ashes fall to grey dust.
Day is coming to...
Turning onto landslides;
These problems aren't something new.
Clouded conscious covers...
Each moment is left behind.
You're simple, yet so sudden.
We are still obliged.
Can you still remember,
The nights we spent till dawn?
When chaos was this beauty...
Our innocense slowly gone.
Talking as to listen;
Innuendos and inside jokes.
When I see you in good time,
Will you still seem to know?
Much was left unspoken.
Always thinking, "I should've said,"
Though, times can't be repeated.
And on, the mind lingers to pretend...
Years burdened, and therefore buried.
Wounds full of salt, not meant to mend.
The heart feels the pain we carry.
While, the worries were beset on the head.
Looking on is hard when stuck retracing.
Never wanted to be your mistake.
Taking on, all that changed in waking,
Made cracks strain till their break.
Trapped inside these re-runs,
Countless seconds shed off dry.
Even, if I could remember,
The reasons for, have lost their pride...
Memories are but shadows...
Which ones should we have kept?
Recalling everything that's been done,
Worse things were all but left.
Sure, our best times can't be abandoned,
But, their ends were like a wreck.
If simplicity can be taken forgranted,
What do I have in the end?
Specs of white fall into lines,
Then, lift un through endless tunnels.
Close watch kept for the eyes.
An intake not so subtle.
Narrowed down, to vastly colors.
Turn your gaze back to the whites.
Spinning tops tilt till exposure.
Black walls of Ocean Tides.
Consume to be consumed.
Taste to feed this hunger.
Secrete in every room,
Keep moving further under.
Friday, May 8, 2009
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