Sands of Time

I waited until the water cleared as it rose above great heights Swimming was not an option for the current was too heavy I did test my faith and I tried to walk on water, however the darkness Closed in on me and took me to depths I cannot speak of I awoke in gentle arms carrying me softly to my destination For the struggles of my sustenance where to no avail The symphony played in dedication to my oblivion With each note I descended further into construction Eternity for my soul had been spoken for centuries ago The trees swept like mad house wives in fury All along I sought out peaceful pleasantries with hearts like mine It took a lifetime it seemed to prepare myself for this occasion Then in a moment time managed to confront all of my senses My lips tasted like saltwater singed cement heat rocks Dry, cracked and corroded with outrageous stench Portraying a bit of sarcasm, I acted as if I wanted to smile Longing for a shoulder to cry on in my form of decay Sifting through the self-loathing storms of impurities My soul begins to seek torment within the grounds eruption Darkness rains heavily upon my plot against destiny Leaving my existing operation at a formal stand I entertain the notion that I can now swim the rough waters If indeed I should ever get out of the sand. 01-05-15