I have forgotten the timbre of love

a fabric that holds us together i see it not happening

not functioning

everything is a fail

limp and sad as the grey sea lies my wasted life like the grains of sand swept away in the wind

whatever i stood for has been razed

what i believed in is a distant memory

my life has been dismantled and i have been tossed around

here and there and everywhere

i see the boats make way for the horizon

and my life pegged back in tunderous storm of ray night never to end like my laziness

even prayers have become half hearted no reason no love

no pain no clue no feeling s just a calm numbness culminating in the realm of painlessness

a calm of tears, a sky of relief but one, the morning after judgemnt day

numb i stand watching the sea

while the boats and the race i was to have partaken in

all bob many different miles away to the horizon

numb is stand without feeling, broken and then defated...

in pain...and i guess of memories of better days of a sailing ship

blunt smoke veils rise up...'

yellow light in some room, out of this one, 3 feet of this room melted in gold,

get up from the bed covered in gray,

the rain patters against the pane, and dribbles down, tears from a mother

or a heart that yearns,...clouds of dreams emerge from my mouth..

it wont climb the pane back up, time slips through the pane in tears...

i jus wish i had her hand to hold, wet perspirations, moans of giving her heart away,

o that scent of her, the comforting, warm scent...