IceGlowActivatur

There’s a train rushing away Each cabin a moment of my life And the doors are closing as it flies by Wind whistling through the creaking light Hanging off the last cabin That grows dimmer with each turn in the track Snow is billowing around it Settling on the narrow windowsills Freezing any attempts to enter And attempt to reclaim the lost opportunities And it’s such a crushing feeling As I realize that I cannot catch up That there is no way that I can enter That train once more It’s gone and with each passing moment The chance to do something about it Is disappearing further and further away Despite all my efforts, the

The limbs high above bore fruit once Sprouting leaves in the spring Bowing under the weight of apples In the hot summer days Turning golden as the sun’s rays freeze And standing bare in the cold winter light I grew up watching that tree From twig to branches to massive beauty It towered over the other young ones But as years passed and times grew dark The branches warped with gusts of wind And bent to shadow the once-warm beds beneath The green dried to brown and then surrendered to earth The harsh ground crackling under falling branches Till only the naked frame was left whistling in the night Much like the weeping man in the empty a

Hidden in the shadows Far from where it can taint Your perfect peace and joy With the truth that is reality You do not want to see it Because you fear that what you have Is only an illusion Something that will disappear The moment that you realize That it is all a fake Because everything is false but the truth And yet you refuse to accept that Cease to communicate with those who know Simply to avoid the painful existence. Chains tear at the flesh As it struggles to break free Yet you tighten the binds and turn your back Shielding your mind from the cries Nothing can pierce this desperate obstruction But you still build upon it Burying the scr

What is this insanity That claims us mercilessly Our heart leaves our control And flees to capture In the hands of the enemy. It happens to all At the least expected time Sometimes to a man, a woman, A child, a sibling, a friend, a stranger, A pet, an object we see. But to each of us respectively The one we slave for Is closer than family Caressing the heart lovingly Or cursing it with anger, Words and blows of fury, Slicing cuts of pain. The scars take months to heal Leaving welts of red and fading white The tender flesh peers warily in the end, Afraid of further scars Criss-crossing the old A gentle breeze brushes across the hidden A light

With death comes a fall So unlike any other Free of all life Of hate, of responsibility Nothing is left to fear To avoid, to run away from Just a simple peace That was sought for so long Fall into the abyss Where no fear will haunt your years And only darkness envelopes the falling form Penetrating glooms left undisturbed for centuries No cries pierce their depths As the black surrounds the soul And there is silence at last Pure, beautiful silence.