The Touch of Life

I remember the time when the sun shone bright When my feet would dance late at night I remember what it was to smile To walk through woods mile by mile I’d find such joy in a forest glad Grin at life from that trees shade But a fateful day my soul was brushed By something that turned my joy to dust My world turned dark as a starless night And I shied away from all that’s bright Hatred built in my very core Rising up like satanic spore ‘Twas a tidal wave of black and red And from my very pores it bled A thing of bitterness, anger and hate Is all that’s left stood in my place. And the thing that turned my soul to dust It was the pain of a love lost.