Somewhere East of Found.......
For far to long I reached my heart outward
and although never able to grasp
I remain here in the following darkness
no longer in posession of emotion to the task
I am bound within the galaxies of darkness
stuck within the web of night
And so you say ........"such is the nature
of solitude" .......sound advice alright
Your thoughts? Why do you remain a stranger
why don't you ever come around....why?
I see and feel you're painful question
which hurts all the more ...so I lie
I wish I could describe the feelings........
but I am unwilling to attempt
The silence though .....you read it as
some silent contempt
I watch you drive away once again and in the
dust filled vision
The cutting edge of solitude makes
a single smooth incision
And in the warm blooded flow of depression
the blood flows free
Untill coagulation arrives in a blessing
I kneel down on one knee
A scribbling of depression...........