Saturday, May 25, 2013

Naught

This old heart has run its course
fell into you
an abyss of fractured promises
and I am no more

I am broken under your spell
and my heart cannot be mended
no matter the years that stretch out
or paths still to be ventured down

I wilt away
can't hold onto you
or this sweet daydream
and my life has become a hopeless longing

Life without you
is merely breathing
an existence in small measures
and it's all for naught

Still beats my heart
weathering this new abuse of your power
drawn out of this pain
and my longing remains intact

I gave it my all
and you couldn't see
all that we could be
if you would just fall too

But you fell away as I fell into you
arms promised and rendered barren
and the fragrance of your deceit still clings
the remains of what was once and is now naught