Wanting More

Water racing through the rocks Tearing through my soul Weaving, twisting, caring not, For all that lies in its path is torn Like my mind it cannot stop the fury The lust of its existence, Wanting always more Leaving bodies withered and crying Never caring, always caring A conflict that rips through my being An ending that fails to part A sorrow not yet spoken A fear yet unconquered Silence mocks the darkness of night Not even the moon can fill this space Hidden deep within For I will not speak its name aloud In doing so would I break its spell And end my misery, my only joy I commend my spirit to this insane existence No one to blame, by choice; no by fate For choice would bring me what I cannot have I see the face across the water, his eyes like stars So sorrowful a tune that separates the two that should be one And yet I still go on…wanting…so wanting…more.