Vaults of Vexation

I. The Lost The sting of pain It never leaves! My heart It lingers… So vastly! So deeply! And the internal tears They continue too! Persistent Falling without a sound Abiding here Still Until, they are found Begrudgingly to quit Deliberate they fall Drip…drip……drip Like blood from a letting Into the abyss Reaching through a darkness To a never ending call Like icicles in a mist II. The Hope A new founding faith A shield A cocoon to swathe To embrace To befall An assist in the conspiracy Of the healing That suspends The never ending Comes to a stalemate And stalls A pleasant smile A facade Or forged out trials of fire Although genuine Is it only surface deep This my only guise The inadvertent beguiles My secret secrets My own keys to the keep III. The Realization The mysterious mind Mystifying and true Searches Against the heart Sheering and steep The answers to quell From chasms of watery well Aches within Continues to seek As I Struggle to exist In a matrix of melancholy mazes When alone to ponder Through haphazard hazes Sunsets Turning of another page Plagued from enigmas Time the healer The savior, the sage! A resurrecting redeemer Adhesive at best Holds me together And keeps me from afraids The scars That once defined me Further now, ceasing to fest Fading to less And to less I will Go on! To an ending To a further age Truly this has been My temporal test!