shadowlands

ripping through the forest
soft glance over my shoulder
i see you there, alone
so alone in the shadows

but at once i appear to you
and disappear then once again
a faceless sorrow and endless night
the forgotten words of tomorrow

and that which i dream
shall never truly be
and holding so close to me
a heartless wonder alone inside

gaping madness
drowning in death
and hopelessness

and i shall see the emptiness
that lies
and the song and the dance
and the  young cries

innocence so lost
in the out of mind depth
watery eyes
and life without breath

clenching
tearing
the nothingness pulls
me in

the pages of hope
torn out from
the binding
of tomorrow

the continual prying
into one's forgotten pride

shadowlands
looking around each corner
hoping for more
not grasping at life
as one meets it
but always
waiting

dripping with greed
spend forever in a night
with you

in amongst the foliage
of imagination
and seeing tomorrow
from another twist
and turn

                                      fuchsia