the minutes bleed and slip away
no matter how I wish they’d stay
and too soon night turns into day
I watch you go and then I pray
goodbye is a word I hate to say
the minutes bleed and slip away
no matter how I wish they’d stay
and too soon night turns into day
I watch you go and then I pray
goodbye is a word I hate to say
Harsh splinters grind between black teeth
A deathly sentiment hovers beneath
My enemy bites at me with a word
I’m struck down, fallen, like a bird
With the rush, with the thump, of a hollow thud
In the dust, my red blood makes bright mud
I wait helpless as a stunned sparrow
When fierce death comes to harrow
Where is He who truly sees all
That One who cares every time I fall?
A simple closet door
So it appears to be
But if you peer inside
Filled hangers you will see
With memories intact
All lined up in a row
Hidden in the fabric
The scent of tears, you know
Youthful smells of wishes
Of dearest heartfelt pain
Closet of true beauty
Where love has left its stain
A chill runs down my spine
Blue and white combine
The ice is crystal fine
In a melting line
Hanging from a pine
I take it as a sign
Of winter’s near decline
Muscle moving
By sheer will
The heart endures
Twice its fill
Lone and braving
The dark night
The heart dreams of
Morning’s light
Titan of the
Mortal’s frame
Onward blaze and
Never tame