Saturday, June 24, 2006

Gone

And when the days
And after the nights
With all the dismays
The loss of my light


You chose to walk
Despite my pleas
You never talk
Though I'm on my knees


I've grown frail
Time's passed me
You chose to bail
I set you free


Age is against me
My wisdom is failing
It's all too early
And slowly I'm breaking


Don't dare to cry
Over milk that's spilt
Keep asking why
The answers continue to build


Over and over
Wheel turns and turns
So drunk I'm sober
Life never fails to burn


Charred and battered
Beaten and bruised
Badly colored
Terribly overused


I'm unadorned
Also unappreciated
I feel bummed
Or am I retarded?


People see and hear
Some close up to touch
The nearest I hold dear
Save for you whom I've lost my clutch

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