Friday, June 17, 2016

Fading

You need to tell me now so I will know till I die,
What do you want? Tell me now, tell me clear,
You test and twist and take my peace, why?
Tell me what you want, I am in the dark here.

An endless fruitless hunt for a true purpose,
To find the reason to wake myself up again,
And cast away the sketched smiling surface,
And maybe see the world without that pain.

My knees are weak and my back is heavy,
Will was shattered, but worse was the Heart,
For once my back and my knees betrayed me,
I pillaged it's Spirit to hunt down this path.

I need to find that which I crave most of all,
For I can feel my Spirit fade with each night,
And there isn't long until this Spirit shall fall,

And till forever this Heart shall lose its light.