כֵּנוּת

painfully aware of defeats of the past

happiness not desitined to last

making my way through labyrinths of thought

lonliness drought

tired of the byproducts of pain

not wanting hurting people again

making enemies of friends

forever again

holding back holding still

In a state not honest not real

unatural in this heaven on earth

aghast by my own thought

~

still craving that feeling

of solitude twine

in some part of this

novel yet awful design

and with evenings dawning

life's ebb to an end

we will be togather

togather my friend

so leave myself open

to moments of rain

just try to remember

forever again