My Ontology

Forsook my tears Misplaced my memories Forgot the years I hope I'll forget me Oh you have seen, my love The way our lives have fallen down Like broken rubble at our feet Silence the only sound That we could hear As we lay looking At each others' shadows in the mirror And the river-water passes by me As I look at what we'd see Those nights when only points of light And one bright sliver lit the night When shadows fell upon the water Intertwined, faded away This was that place The river where we'd realize That every face Was just a mask That every heart Was full of stars And misery The place where we would go to find That only our lives weren't enough That, deep inside, we'd never be complete And so we knew How we were naught We, filled with holes we never sought Were desperate for a shining star Among these dying suns But in these waters, where we prayed And where we made our tourniquet When? I forget the times when we would feel alive Just you and I And some unspoken lie That we would name our God And hope that it would make us whole It only left us cold Yes, you and I, my love Were not enough And so, yes, you and I, my love Are here, down by the river's side The willow's weeping on your eyes As clouds pour down clear sympathy For lost ones such as you and me Why could I never realize That what I tried so hard to find Was buried deep inside Where I have never been alive Your body floats further downstream The blood and water mingling I've cried such tears, I'm almost blind No more light by this river's side I'm washed in this last of redemptions In this night of empty skies I drown in this, the end of all Because of what I can no more deny Is there a cure for empty eyes Or is this love with hollow cries This faith in something more than night All of this nothing more Than our own suicide