Heart of none, exhausted blank
Deaden to hopes, black holes gnashing pit
Love lays slaughtered amongst sanity’s skin
Truth bare, broken hearted growls.
Tree of life bends now tree of death,
Will for one, all for naught.
When will arid soul give way to soaring rains?
With what light in abyss leads there?
What gives this horrid feeling true meaning?
Sun once pouring light endless,
Once was, is, unfound must become.
Or give in, lost is hopeless unexistence.
Wish only for moonlight in eminent void,
Only dream for the prevailing kiss.
(c) Copyright 2016 Edward J Davis
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