Forever Lost
Sharp, the chill sends messages bleeding
Icicles along the contours of my very spine,
Lashing out in my brain,
Truth targeting each cell it can locate or define.
I am King Canute sat on the sand,
Extended arms to hold back the sweeping tide,
I gulp the cyanide tears,
Bite down on cold enamel to subdue the grief inside.
So senseless, so beyond comprehension,
Less pattern or reason I could never know;
I soul-search my mind and heart,
Yet always come up empty, with nothing to show.
All I really understand is that I
Loved you and will love you still
And the culprit beast of tragedy
Has force fed me the bitterest pill.
When you were stolen away, I fear
The fire in me turned cold as midnight frost;
Are the sweetest smiles you sculpted on my face
Now decreed a memory...
...Forsaken...?
...Forever lost...?
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