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


All gone

Nothing left save sadness

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