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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Only when on my knees I saw how far I had fallen The azure skies above me Bereft of clouds of shelter Had perhaps shown me enough mercy The cracked and dry soil below Have gained a few drops of rain Shed by my withered eyes Arid, desolate this land Vast and open Yet closed to supplications Only my lonely cries Come echoing back to me Mumbling verses of faith Through lips parched My resolve fritters away in the furnace hot winds Whilst I wallow in reminiscences of my halcyon days Night falls with no promise of surcease And I’m haunted by specters of worries to come Toss and turn like violent seas, I can get no release My ship sails endless over breaking waves Falling at the seams Ready to be broken on the rocks of the sorrows I conjure With every dawn rises new pain Of repeating what yesterday left behind And hope floats like a mirage To let me walk towards another oasis For some elixir to wet my lungs Each step on broken feet I falter and I fail Vultures follow me with malevolent glee Waiting for that final fall I stumble and I crawl For temporary refuge My beastly companions track my trail with blood lusted eyes Point their poisonous beaks at me Hands fall open Unravel scrolls of dreams yet to be fulfilled They laugh at my condition Behold the fate of man; they say Holding on to things that do not hold to him
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