Lost Ship

The wind once

flapped the sails

And the horizon

could be seen

The sea was once

blue and alive

The waters below

ran quiet and deep

The sun once

led the day

While the moon

guarded the night

The birds once

flew true and free

Waiting again 

for the light to rise

The ship once

had a cheery crew

And the Captain smiled

at the wheel

The storm loomed

in the distance

Lying in wait

to hear the screams

The laughter once

filled the air

And the shore

never seemed too far

Once there was life

Now there be just souls

Under the same old skies

The same old stars

The Coffin Life

I wait in the dark,

Unflinching; catatonic,

Frozen or paralyzed?

All voices forgotten,

All faces blurred,

All memories faded,

All friends gone,

All hopes in vain,

All’s done being said,

All's ceased to exist,

All's lost or dead

Not a whisper of wind,

Not the slightest sound,

No chirps, no raindrops,

No rhythm of breaths,

No cold, no warmth,

No high, no low,

No hurries, no worries,

No places to go

I wait in the dark,

Unflinching; catatonic,

Frozen or paralyzed?

All that’s left

A tired soul,

A slowed rhythm,

A blurred memory,

An eternal night,

An endless dream,

A fading smile,

A lasting quiet,

A helpless sigh,

A losing hope,

A sinking heart,

A lost time,

is all that’s left

Unfinished

It was a matter of life and death,

Less of a game, more of a fight,

I put most pieces together,

But the puzzle was left unfinished

It was a good story,

A little fiction, a little truth,

With a beginning and a middle,

 But the book was left unfinished

It was more like music,

Some melody, some words,

I tried to make it rhyme,

But the song was left unfinished

It was also like rum and coke,

A little bitter, a little sweet,

I tried to gulp it down,

But the glass was left unfinished

Alas, it was like a circle,

An endless merry-go-round,

I started at a certain point,

But life was left unfinished

Back

The ire has returned

in those fiery eyes,

The compassion’s gone

along with worldly ties,

He rises from the ashes,

not a phoenix, but a vulture,

to destroy the present,

and along with, all future,

He smiles at the heavens,

Gods shudder at His sight,

They thought He was beaten,

But He’s back for a fight,

They’ve always struggled

to keep Him bound in chains,

Still, He walks amongst mortals

despite all fire and rains,

The light has been shunned,

Night beckons its black,

Hell’s gates have opened,

Beware, the Devil is back

Without a trail

I trust no one,
Except my shadow,
I hear no voices,
Apart from my own,
I cling to nothing,
But my angry soul,
I wander in oblivion,
Without a goal,
I breathe to survive,
But I fail to live,
I refuse to forget,
Let alone forgive,
I vow to cheat death,
And so I will,
I shall steal the time,
That claims to stand still,
The crux of the story,
Lies in how it ends,
Not in the way it's told,
Or the message it sends,
Then want me to change,
And so I shall,
But not in a way,
Wished by them all,
I will indeed be strong,
For now, I'm frail,
But I'll walk away alone,
Without leaving a trail

Falling walls

The congenial air,
is long gone,
I now breathe in
the sullen stench,
The hostile walls
close in,
They reek of fear
and all that loathes,
I look around
for some solace,
But all I find
is an empty space,
Then I wail in vain
at the falling walls,
They collapse in a heap
and so do my hopes,
I then awake
with reddened eyes,
Puzzled, bewildered,
I look around,
The walls still stand,
and the stench is gone
But I'm still alone
in a timeless misery,
I go back to sleep,
telling myself,
"The nightmare, for you,
isn't over yet."