To seek without finding the painful memories cold,
unveiled by death this love embraces its end.
Waking thoughts calling nightmares to shape,
bending the rules of life and love I fall.
What I have lived is more than just my dreams,
tasting it all from death to love in light.
So many images flashing behind my eyes,
where I can’t seem to recognize myself.
Waiting for time to stop under this darkness,
all feelings integrate into one hole inside.
The light becomes the shadow in my eyes,
hate fades to love endlessly alone.
To have and to hold is much too much to ask,
I have had but never did I get the chance to hold.
So much riding on what I am feeling inside,
betrayed by fate this destiny left me to die.
Cuddled hearts breaking the hands in which devise,
plans made to never come into fruition.
I wait here still under the winter moon so cold,
bright her love is in such a hateful mans heart.
She still smiles my way as I curse her in my pain,
each light she shines is just another memory I despise.
Nothing true in this world but the end sure to come,
nothing am I now, and nothing will I ever become.
Johnny Newell
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