Nothing More

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Nothing More

There’s no security in the moonlight

There’s no savior for you tonight

The sky’s are cold but haven’t mislaid you

And my eyes remember you too

Terrified words under your skin

Screams surfacing from within

Like shattered glass your essence broken

Your guardian led by thoughts misspoken

Something else is always on your mind

A violent truth kept enshrined

 

No compassion for your punishment here

Let your dreams tear you apart my dear

My body once protected in your mind

Now shrouded in the despair confined

Skies rest over the wounded willow tree

Clouds swelling with tears just for me

Winds whisper no comfort in this place

And no more love can be seen on your face

Here my heart still reflects the sun

You softly reply what’s done is done

 

Now another becomes the dissolving piece

The next victim you wish to give release

Used to feed the remains of your doubt

It was always you in which we cried out

But now I know how to see right through

I touched the emptiness coming over you

Exposing you for who you pretend to be

Another soul locked away without the key

And how do we go from first to last

When passions born must die out so fast

 

A memory of me calls from the distance

And you begin to question my existence

My breath is now the chill in the night

My spirit no longer you’re guiding light

This window you’ve determined to close

Amazing how easily we are disposed

And in the morning when you wake my love

You won’t have what you’re undeserving of

Won’t know your face in the waters reflection

The pain you spread will become your infection

 

And there’s no security in the moonlight

There’s no angel sent for you tonight

The sky’s are cold but haven’t finished you

And my eyes have forgotten you too

Tormented words under your skin

Screams surfacing from within

Like shattered glass your essence broken

Your guardian led by thoughts unspoken

Something else was always on your mind

Your violent truth left undefined

 

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brienses commented on Nothing More

01-21-2011

an effulgent emotion flung free from somewhat expansive mind to put to rest a thumping heart, a catharsis

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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