despairancy


breathe of wonderment
i stare bewildered at this marvel in your eyes
two pinhole mirrors of despondency
and solitary ache
a soul torn asunder
stolen and plundered by the dissidents of time
one sacred memory so perfect
it faults itself
as flawed and unmistakable
among the irredeemable
i jest you never
this is what i am inside
for you’re the only one
to whom i felt obliged
where were the stars
which held us closer in the night?
to where is lost the sun
which once lit up your angel eyes?
for there now only shines a gleam of angst
and empty bliss
why must i feel this?
the burning of our one last ray of light
i jest you never
this is all i’ve left to hide
for you’re the only one
who shadowed me alight
why must i feel this?
the ebbing of our one last ocean tide
estranged by aversion
the ties that bound us break into this great divide
abysmal entities unworthy
of the fervor we partake
so flawed and unmistakable
among the unforgettable
i jest you never
this is what i dared forsake
for you’re the only one
who knew i couldn’t change
why must i feel this?
the tremors of our one last lightning strike
why must i feel this?
the wisdoms of this one last thought of mine
i jest you never
i wish only for goodbye
for you’re the only one
who never could say die
why must i feel this?
the dwindling of our last moment in time




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