Forever's Gone

pjfan_lem

Forever’s Gone

In spite of all the world that’s passed me by,
The here and now still brings great surprise,
And in the depths of days gone by
Lies hope and joys of days to come.
And once I dreamed of just your face,
Along the watchful mirrors eye,
Forever gone,
And tomorrow upside down,
You left my soul to fend alone,
And alone I grew to know…
I grew to know the world of shame,
And every turn I shied away
Because of memories lost like hours
Passing in the dark of procrastination,
Afraid of what’s to come,
To move to the next step along the path,
And afraid to leave you behind,
And unaware of what’s next in the great journey called life,
But here I sit and write the world in front of me,
In hopes of greatness,
In hopes of some great masterpiece of reality might bestow upon me a way to fight the darkness that haunts me from the inside out and leaves me restless and in taters;
Afraid, alone, and completely…
Completely confused…
Days ago it all made sense,
I’d sit and write and know the words,
It all made sense,
As senses do,
And the love of last was lost for good.
Next life is short,
Last life is lost but not forgotten,
And time to go but not to leave,
What…
What comes next?
To know the next,
To know the path,
To leave behind all I know,
And all I know is now,
Forget the war,
Forget the pain,
And deny the one thing that you can’t escape.
A life of lies,
To make the most and inside it all,
I sit alone,
Afraid to move,
And here,
And here is gone…
The light reflects the autumn sky,
You swore it’d all work out,
And then I went and fucked things up,
Afraid to lose,
And afraid to find that in the end it’s all I’ve got.
And all I’ve got is all I’ve lost.
But in the end it doesn’t really matter…
The night it falls like forgotten embers of long lost fires on smokey spires and roof tops gleaming with Decembers tears.
Fallen stars are empty lives lost in the gallows,
But lifes gone shallow.
Songs gone silent,
Words lost meaning,
Wide awake and barely screaming,
Dreaming of a time now lost,
And to get it back,
With such great cost,
To pay it all to get it back,
Regret the in between and back,
Soft humming on the wind to sing,
And in my head your words still ring,
Of misery and once before,
I heard you go and slam that door right in my face.
You pled your case,
It tore my mind right at the seems
And left me with these empty dreams
And silent screams…

-lem 2001

Being Enlightened

I liked this, lem! Silent screams can be so deafening.