Gone
I looked out the window as the sleak mist shadows the earth.
I see the empty space where the sky cries, and I feel pressed to go run through it, so that no one can see my tears as they fall across the pained glass.
Does all of life have to feel as empty as that mist? Why can I not feel the presence of those who are lost to me? I weep with remorse in my soul, as the window fogs and my tears run down the clouded glass.
Is there a time when I will forget the pain & hurt, and move forward? Will this stabbing pain stay with me always, as I am tossed aside with no thought? My legs carry me to the mist outside ....as a Master will control his slave.
I walk as in a dream, as I hear thunder in the distance I shiver...the sound, the crumbling of my heart. Lighting runs across the sky like a fighting knights in a battle. I feel part of them as I fight my own demons and try to keep them from taking me back.
I raise my face...the rain starts to pour... it caresses my body & becomes part of who I am. I am not longer afraid, only comforted. I raise a hand to feel the drops run down my arm as my tears run with the rain.
No one to save me, no one who cares. Run away with the rain, my soul pleads with my desires. Disappear within the storm, bring it into you...no one will care. There is no one to pull you back, one one willing to be there.
Cry no more, the fog folds into my soul & mind. You can not die, dare to follow me where I go, you can keep a piece of your soul. Reach out & touch me, I will keep you near, no one else will follow you dear.
I turn my heart to the elements of all time & pray blessed be, as I go where I feel the need. JR
