I remember my sadness through

This quill is calling out to you! Ink brighter than skies cold blue Even in my darkest desired silence. Metronome paced sands trickle steadily into sorrow's timepiece; my glass prison cells view And in the wake of saddest Decembers haze Even though I'm frozen in most ways I still desire evermore to seek your guidance. When my words break softly under your gaze Have I finally figured out that love is still a maze? Penned, buy a candle light or two Because it's my favorite color, too Your substance; it becomes my covering subsidence. Measuring miseries malignant moments of magnitude It has left me wounded with no concept, anymore of gratitude In the ink wells now, just waterfalls; I remember my sadness through But within every empty broken heart drop; I'll always wish for amnesia with regards to you!