Friday 27 January 2012

Broken

Severed and wounded,
nothing happens, but the pain too much
Feeling the shivers of the dark night,
my friend, my stone heart lying still too alongside,

Peace, the unfulfilled desire,
Search never ends,
Mind still looking to lean over, to stop by
But the thoughts keep coming, and going,
and coming,

The restlessness in the dreams,
and the running through the day,
the journey never ends,
the thinking never stops,

Eyeing the blankness up above, and deep beneath,
the hollow surroundings and the jazz around,
the moving silhouettes, the unconcerned crowd,

Colors don't brighten up, the lights don't light,
The ship's sinking and the water blows over the edges,
Counting hours, time doesn't pass
And the silence screams,

The broken love,
dying the unwanted death,
And the broken me,
Lying still, hoping for an end. 

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