the shadows grows closer
every day
we let the light slip away

further on and beneath
we see a climbing skyline
just to release me

*

all dreams was left unnoticed
and all memories I recall
stained along a canvas
ripped to shreds and tears
every second of loneliness
for all the decades and years

I wish I had a memory
of freedom of speech
and reach towards a longing
with ease and happy touch
but I’m so sad to tell you
it never did happened, such
was my life written
in dust, moths and broken clay
in ashes turned to powder
exploding which every way
I never walked upon
the rim of hope and security
to me was left
all the crumbs and spots
all the forsaken tiny raindrops
of the murky shore
and the wailing winds

and from my broken hair
I try to comb a crown
each and every strain
sorrow full in memory
of lingering overwhelming
crushing breathtaking
soul breaking heart rending

despair