21 April 2009

Do you Fade with the Seasons?

These feelings of nostaliga are more than bitter-sweet
Regret dwells within as I lay asleep
Permenant feelings like marks in concrete
Remain with me remorseful, remaining deep

My heart has ruptured and caused my fatality
I search for you among the living, but find you no longer
Where are you now as I mourn your loss and our reality?
Of these questions, I remain unanswered and I wander

Our oppurtunity, now wasted, from your silent glare
These feelings like seasons they soon pass away
Do you see me come back where upon your grave I stare?
Who knew it'd be so cold in the month of May?

These leaves of thoughts un-blown by the wind
Desperately I crush them, beneath my bleeding feet
These feelings now become my one true sin
And as I walk among tombstones we anxiously meet

I thought you were dead and buried 'beneath the light of the moon
But now your seen here alive and waiting by your grave
And as you linger you say, "I knew you'd be here soon"
But what made me tremble, "This we cannot save"

Your lips move but your sound is quenched, a horrific hestitation
I wait for your reply, watching you fearfully, I sigh
You look away, loathing me in my mesmeration
You open your mouth and from your lips pour lies

I'm shocked, "Why now are you saying this?"
He no longer moves, paled with death returning
"Was all that we had utterly meaningless?"
He falls back to his grave, dirt over top of him churning

I scream, but fail to sway in my stance
Again he leaves, I'm silent in fear
I can do nothing to mend this hurt
I whimper and fall in my own wretched tears

"I will not let this happen" I dig into the pit
"I can save him, I can save what we were"
Within me a new fire, desperation is lit
I uncover his face, and now my vision blurs

He is not coming back, long been deparated
No breath from his lips, no light in his eyes
He is not coming back, all thoughts restarted
Never again shall his body arise

-- Emoesque

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