Sunday, February 10, 2008

It's been taken (from my book)

Fragments; of Me and of the thoughts crawling in my head,
A part of my self retreating, realizing that I am dead,
Loose threads of imaginations funnel down my mind,
I look for a dream and there is nothing I can find...
I fumble for words; tumble down the stairs I had climbed,
Remnants of smiles scattered over with me entwined,
It’s a shard from the past; A decree that I ignored,
A loud sound I never heard; disorder restored...
Something's been taken away... its no more mine as it once was...
I can't figure out the damage or make out the loss,
But I can feel the emptiness creep within me,
It was fragile, sublime; taken; no more to be...


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