For You Have Gone
Dark is my disillusioned soul
crying in the wilderness
Alone with the specter of despair
creeping through timeless moments
For you have gone
The world no longer is a place of joy
held in lover's palms of emotion
once filled with green meadows of sunlight
allowing blooms to flourish
beneath blue skies and white clouds
floating slowly between our eyes
Clouds are dark now, filled with ominous storms
blooms have crumbled and fallen
tumbling to the barren ground
swept away by the winds of unforgiving torment
burning each tear into the flesh of the face
leaving a pained scar of perpetual twilight
that will haunt the loneliness of sunsets
and spoil the ripe dusk of mornings
in a bubbling cauldron of madness
that leads the soul into an endless cycle
of dark disillusioned wilderness
6/6/20
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