5 december 2011
Broken Letters
Etched
these words upon the heart
carved with the love
these precious letters
Life's blood.
Forgotten
once held so high
bright as the new days dawn
buried deep within
Pumping still.
Covered
these sands of time
engulfing one and all
these images unearthed
Lain waste.
Desperate
the soul screams out
pleading selflessly alone
to the endless night
Hurting anew.
Apathy
the empty shell ceases
waiting for the final blow
crushed by all known
Left dejected.
Serenity
to come full circle
the emptiness within
forever flowing
My salvation.
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