Wednesday, March 23, 2011

In the End

In my eyes, the stars are going out

One by one, each a little piece of my soul

Withered and dying, like leaves on a chilled autumn eve


Soon the cold, bleak and barren, will be all that’s left


Darkness prevails


There is no bliss


Joy, a thing of the past


Happiness reigns no more


I see the same echoed in each of us


And I weep for all we have lost


So much we will never know


My heart aches for what must remain undone


Where there was hope, now a vast emptiness


A wasteland that was once the garden of our combined dreams


Gone


All gone


Nothing left save sadness

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