Monday, January 30, 2017

Life

Life
a scream in the dark
shooting off sparks of hopeful light
a moment or two
silence in echoes
and then you are gone.

Sometimes
I forget of the truth
the eternal one of fact
that there is only loneliness
on this black earth
as my love sang.

Hope is denied
as life washes over me
the remains scattered
left for anyone to pick up
do as you wish
Death awaits me.