Trust Forsaken

Trust forsaken. Rude awakening.
An endless voyage cross a troubled sea.
Waves crashing in the aftermath
of all theirsmall mistakes.

Imperfection taken to extremes.
The dark side of the moon invades their dreams.
An endless sense of emptiness
captures shadowed memories of bliss.

A lightbulb or a lightning flash.
The difference seemed obscure.
Thundering, the incoherent screams
that ruptured all the nuance of their schemes.

All around, the desolation grew.
Trickling, the power they once knew
was washed away. Rusted steel,
engorged and bitter, couldn't bind the deal.

The thievery of innocence was record.
Insanity - the deep, dark voices beckoned.
Not knowing where to go or what to do,
they put their strength into the follow through.

Insidious, the fermentation creeping up the spine.
Incestuous, the time of their exposure.
Buried deep, the treasure wasn't found.
All the wheels kept spinning round and round.

As if in jest, they laid to rest
the need of intimate relations.
Festering, the sore became a wound.
Completely out of sync, the tunes played on.

Trust forsaken. Rude awakening.
An endless voyage cross a troubled sea.
Waves crashing in the aftermath
of all their small mistakes.

How great - the feel of that derision.
Loving torn by long division.
Nothing held a meaning anymore.
Wandering, they came upon a door.

Locked and bolted, floating in the air.
Upheld by the invisible and fair.
Justice balanced on a flimsy hair.
They could have changed, but didn't dare
to open up and learn to trust again...

? Michaelette ?

5/14/2003
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