Take me back to a time long ago,
Trapped in a cell of blackened snow,
Crystals form on the roof of my memory,
Slanting awkward with poisonous symphony,
Sit and speculate what path I will take,
Reclining while I wander in wonder's wake,
Take a break from this forlorn task,
Escape to my sanctuary of cleansing glass,
Surpass the worries that plague within,
Exhale the sorrow that comes with sin,
Listless for a while but it slowly fades,
Apathy to all things the iron curtain saves,
Drawn over thick the safety of it all,
Ignore the time that I must watch to fall,
I shall enjoy this moment with a clear head,
Before I return to the task which I dread,
Relax and listen for the music is bliss,
Strums a chord in my soul I will miss,
Play it over in my mind even after I depart,
Ghastly ghouls take turns to tear me apart,
Over too soon I want to stay longer in this cocoon,
But I know it is time to wake from this dream,
To walk down this road and all those between
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