To a Bitter Halt

faintly arisen / tenderly torn

dreamlike decision, unconsciously born

firm in conviction yet tempt me they can

deny me of trust and a demon I hide

a drive to be less than the fortunate

a dream in the casket of eden

crave that which you do not desire

cling tightly to your deepest fear

I rose the greatest monument

again and again

I bear the greatest treasure

of time and a word

treson spilt on the loneliest of graves

desperation dealt the losing hand again

wherein lie the purpose of the day?

As there return in sadness?

does your ceiling differ much from mine

where we see each other

here in this light

is that pillow more than a frame

that holds the chaos fast?

now his hand a fist

gain control

silence fell and eyes now widened

filling up the strength collapsing

capable of the ending froze in the tracks

brought to a bitter halt

on the floor it seems the steps are showing

left a print just like it did in me

what has been and what will be

never care 'cause I was in between

as I said with one foot in loneliness

you hide here in me