Time twists and turns, agonizingly still and burning
All the while the world rushes forward into the dark horizon
Seemingly always putting distance between me and my yearning.
I press on along the cracked and desolate lands, straining
Pulling along my beaten heart behind me, chained to my hands
The sky comes crashing down, stars falling as if it were raining
Still I press on under the endless weight.
The ground screams and shakes, ever escaping is my rage
Bitter and resentful emotion flows like a river
The Valley of Endless Loneliness becomes my stage
Until I have almost nothing else to give.
As a part of me desperately tries to live
My heart enshrouds itself in stone
This cold hard armor both a prison and a sanctuary
Becomes my home.
Familiar shadows arise around me in the nearby darkness
Their voices echo all around, beckoning me on
I follow them just as I had become resigned to my fate
Hoping it’s not too late.Published 2015-07-05