Here and After

You want peace but peace here is abstract Love this, love that and love all, but don’t love For love here is an obstruct An obstruction for the much more turmoil laughs Laugh at this, laugh at that and laugh at all, but don’t laugh For the pain that sipped through the bone is unimaginable And imagination here is too luxurious an item Though not having it is just but abominable Smile so much and then skip a smile Anything that curls up is weighed down by sorrows Sorrows from across the miles and now in a pile So if roses are smiles then sorrows be wine Wine flowing deep in the veins to sooth the hurt cells Cells of this and cells of that, but don’t cell any For its just but you in an eternal cell of sorrows Locked and sentenced to immortality without much as a penny So read this and read that and read here after After here is the flood that stormed after the storm A flood of tears from cries or just dire laughter The heart swells and the eyes wells but sorrow still dwells Dwells deep in the marrows where the warmth is not The heart is socked and so are we in grieve stricken spells ‘Cause the souls we once had we only once had They went with the storm and took a bit of us all.