19. "Lost"

Written 7-25-2000

Lost
One bottle
Simple ink on simple paper
Glass pulsing with light
As the lighthouse guides the way

Hurt
Curious simplicity
A meaning that creates wonder
So strong, a word abused
Even wild hearts can be lead astray

Hidden words: a fatal treasure
Every lie a promise of forever
Vows shattered, the last hopeful memory within a chamber of glass
The past.

Love has scattered, two pieces of a puzzle, two halves of a fairytale
Two who could potentially emulate perfection
Almost, quite near identical, but the slightest falters drew them away
The last words in ink, written under intoxicated denial and façade

Why must the skies be so soft
So azure?
Why must the heartache be so strong
So pure?
Certain warmth could make one feel wanted
Certain wamrth could make on feel so haunted
Memories are only sadness
Serenity can only lead to madness
Forgiveness isn't a choice
To forget would be a blessing
There is no more comforting voice

Lost
Two halves of an enigma
Mystery remains with new teachings, new regret
Bitter promises tied with rope

Lost
One bottle
Simple ink on melancholy paper
Forgotten glass, shadowed with the starless night
A cold lighthouse turning its back on hope