Dreams Set Adrift

Lost

With a touch as cold as the plague
And blacker than thoughts unborn
Hands outstretched in supplication
Beseeching lives rejected and lost

Discarded moments circle endlessly
Swirling in bewildered desperation
A maelstrom of memories descend
Teetering on the edge of unknown

Wearied ghosts lurk on the horizon
Occupied with their tasks unseen
Shrill winds blow through them
A reminder of things abandoned

In a church built from its sadness
Searching for former redemption
Dreams set adrift in the twilight
A life torn asunder by loneliness

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