She captures an eye
Time races me
It waits like my breath
Until the end of my life
Memory, like a half heard melody
No notes, only harmony
Fill my soul
Force me aside
Stagnation seeps in
Sweeps my mind
I am but an echo
Of a long abandoned life
I suggest my mind to you
And you laugh
And the gravest thought hit me
With their fullest force
Building the patterns
Come the harsh steel rain
Will I ever be again
Alive?
The night will be other’s
My hopes deleted
A tear stain of the pages
Written once to me
Haste not knowledge
Words not speed
Help and insanity
They are all things I need
Process of exploration
The findings exicte you
Have you something new
To ridicule me by?
Did I hear
Or was I listening?
In time
It will pass I suppose.