Glistening embers alive in a fire
quash my emotions of rushing desire
Pasturised light through netted windows
Lying awake whilst sleeping in limbo.
Dreams of pastimes a childhood lost
Family tragedy counting the cost
Lonely whilst vulnerable wasted unfree
Remember the beach by the broken oak tree?
Strikingly familiar breeding contempt
desperation flowing from feeling unkempt
hazerdous heartbeat pounding aloud
running from solitude loathing a crowd.
Deeply engulfed in a bottomless ocean
incurable madness seeking a potion
embittered illusions cloudy and dark
wounding the heart whilst leaving a mark.
Detrimental promises made in haste
glazed teary eyes with mouthfuls to taste
reflecting a life sullen and scarred
seeing the light no longer barred.
Do YOU have an active imagination? what do you do with it??