Ghost of Empathy

A soft glowing, upon a hopeless face. A hurt showing, as you descent from this place. Will you return, before we begin our fall? A reprisal we yearn, longing for that call. A ghost of empathy, enters the tomb. A feeling of sympathy, shadowing us in gloom. Through our bleeding, we come together. A bitter beating, shrouded by dreary weather. It won’t be alright, despite what you say. A eternal night, blocking out our day. A lack of light, hiding the way. An answer of silence, an answer of fear. A prayer of violence, hidden oh so near. Can you try to see, a place once beautiful? A way to forget me, a thought so merciful. Soft sands of ashen white, waves pound deliberately. A delicate day so right, turned so menacingly. Never wanted this, never wanted to be reprieved. An ensnaring kiss, never meant to be deceived. Can you recognize, a place we called our own? I see in your eyes, the endurance you’ve shown. I cannot see the lies, such a fable we have grown. Can you hear the fragile wings, beating as they fall? A benevolence sings, reducing the mind to a crawl. I’m going now, forever alone. A teary eyed bow, walking a nether unknown.