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