amorously deceased

Hours of glass and the minutes tick past

So fast as I chastise you for your past,

Realize that I judge for I am flawed still,

The weakness of flesh, it makes the soul ill.

With every ounce of being and soul,

The duality of man really hits home,

For in each of us, two entities soar,

The good little angel, the devilish whore.

Corralled in by lies on the lips of the wind,

Telling me things to keep my soul thin,

Now im dead inside with nothing left,

Bereft of the love that kept me in sweat.

Trying so hard to do right in this time,

Moving so fast, I lose all sense of mind,

Love came and went and I am still here,

Fear of the heart bears fruitless tears.

When sunshine fails, and the moon gives way,

And the gentle breeze is so far away,

And all that’s left is the surrounding din,

I'll still be here, loving your sin.

Years go by as I lay here and cry,

The loss of my love, loves blinded eye,

I awoke today feeling that dread,

Dead to the world of love ...enough said.