Scorched by Time

Cloaks of Sorrow

A twilight of change envelops
As the fevered light dims
Thoughts become dreams
Dreams become thoughts

A gaping chasm
Its teeth sharpened on experience
Grown with patience
Digested with confidence
Excreted in desperation
Reborn in ignorance

Cloister bells ring
A progression of loneliness
Leading toward emptiness
On a trail of despair
Guided by faith
Blinded by expectation

Marching feet echo in the silence
An army of deceit
Inflicting confusion
And sadness

Spirits gather in the shadows
Wearing cloaks of sorrow
Shrouds of all that is abandoned
Thirsting with uncertainty
Tortured by the light
Wraiths scorched by time

The falling rain blurs the horizon
Its sound drumming a relentless beat
Cutting the dark
Piercing to the core

Memories and thoughts wander freely
The smell of decay surrounds
Between the razored rain drops
Emotions gorging on thoughts
With every memory the hunger grows
Reaching out
Taking hold

Fear lurks
Thirsting for vengeance
Cries muted by desire
Consoled by tears
Subdued by pain

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