I drew you the map
You took it with such ease
Gently following the trail
Every chance you could sieze
Tracing the well worn path
Around each bend and break
Committing me to memory
Stealing what you could take
With dirty and calloused hands
You would dig day and night
Never minding the scene around you
Constantly searching with all your might
Each time you would find it
You would revel in your prize
Stealing away a small piece
Never heeding my silent cries
Drunk with pride and glory
A celebration to behold
Caressing what you possessed
Tallying your silver and my gold
You thought I wouldn’t see
Or care enough to mind
Each trip you would make
The less of me you’d find
What was once a triumph
So soon became a bore
What was left of my treasure
Abandoned and coveted no more
* Epilogue *
Days pass into months and quickly into years
Your appetite for thieving has all but faded away
My sodden map dried from a sea of tears
And I regained my treasure to spend some other day
Damn you for haunting my dreams
I wish you away each night
Only to awake to fading memories
That pulls and tears at my happiness
You have found a way to hide
In the cold, dark corners of my ache
Please release me from your hold
I hate you for this emptiness
That weaves itself around each day
Though it is nothing and everything
You never do or say
I so diligently labor to erase you
Always failing miserably
Bringing you further to my mind
Settling you in to my heart
That aches for a whispered invitation
Spoken on a cold wind
Traveling the length of days
That one day might reach my hope
Damn you…
These walls no longer beckon or welcome
This I know, painfully, all to well
The silence has become deafening
An awkward burden to quell
As always I’ll allow you to prevail
I will remain quiet on this and every day
What a coward you have become
No longer able to hold the demons at bay
I won’t visit your grave again
Pay no heed to me as I pass
I have already mourned the loss of you
Only a shadow of me will be left to cast
I’ve surrendered my mediocre fantasies of you
The beauty of this world is life goes on
I will live with the memory of another
And forever more I will never again be torn
Close your eyes to me and I to you
Close your eyes to me and I to you
And forever more I will never again be torn
I will live with the memory of another
The beauty of this world is life goes on
I’ve surrendered my mediocre fantasies of you
Only a shadow of me will be left to cast
I have already mourned the loss of you
Pay no heed to me as I pass
I won’t visit your grave again
No longer able to hold the demons at bay
What a coward you have become
I will remain quiet on this and every day
As always I’ll allow you to prevail
An awkward burden to quell
The silence has become deafening
This I know, painfully, all to well
These walls no longer beckon or welcome
The days have been long
Gray skies and bitter cold
Tattered and forsaken
Yesterday’s whispers awaken
To float along the street
Lost, downcast and forlorn
So desperately yearning
To scream and run away
To live life once again
Days pass, years pass
It all remains the same
Pain becomes a dull ache
Red fades to gray
Happiness slowly withers away
Laughter is hollow and fake
Passing through these halls
A quick glance across the table
No longer anyone I know
Anger bites through words
Echoing in these empty rooms
Holding onto the sadness
Tears crack and dry on the floor
No escaping this place
Trapped in an unending race
Light at the end of the hall
That dims the further I come
This is no longer my home