Seleas

Broken shores of moonlit paths Twisting on the breeze, Shallow songs of random rhyme Spinning through the seas. A watchful child sees nothing Swimming through the skies, As night sees distant bitterness Twisting family ties. The beginning is blindness, To an end of darkness, And in between is nothing, Of nothing all is clear. To have lost eternity.

If only I could show you That I need which is not there. That all I really want is For you to say you care. Life is just a crying game, A foolish ficad that's all the same. The emptiness and loneliness of living life alone, Of not having you here with me, or talking on the phone. I'm nothing but an empty shell, My driving force is all but gone. Life is almost over for me, Everything has gone wrong. Oh the mighty mercenary Is squeezing tight my heart. Thrusts into its hollow chambers One small poison dart. Night time comes and the pain grows, And for eternity my breath slows. I jump into the black which turns into hot red, A

The velvet shade of the stillborn son, Wanders through the inky night. It creeps about, to and fro, Trying to avoid the florescent light. Passers-by unconsciously shy away From the seclusionary apparition amongst them.