Taming Throwaway Thoughts

What is a wish; wasted wallowing in unmet dreams Sought to rise instead sinks slowly with false promisers Hell is harmonising of hearts without attuned ear A siren song sung to a desperate soul Clear is the devilish detail of the deceiver How they sit so serenely defying discovery As listless lost soul laments those longed for lies Sorrow shifts silently in the day's darkness What of the prize and promise of tomorrow Prise yourself from dirge of despair's depths Regret and rumination the real ruiners of reality Cathartic are continued candid choices How true hearts hate dishonesty Whilst weavers of webs wish to cradle til death Comforting and soothing by toxins drip fed Words wasted when wounds weep undressed Resilience reigns when writer remains unread Resist watching recycling of words to wrap around wounded Tainted with the blood of the reader with the closed eyes To enable scaly silken threads to snap one by one Patience for privilege of today prevails Allow to be lost to time those letters of lifes fails Let me untether myself tendril by tendril I am a dreamer who wakes, with a destiny to fulfill