Sweeping Sorrow

Caught in relentless dance of your will against mine

Endless years roll by fragmented by sullen space and wounded time

Your reticence thrown careless like discarded shoes

on polished floor

Reflecting our lives in future wearily unsure

 

Like strangers we drift in and out

Of rooms that mist and fog in clouds of seething doubt

A haze so heavy; 

visions blur in lingering anxiety

Walls like fortresses of a cowardly king; 

queen gets all, gets nothing

 

I come to you for answers, you come to my bed

Comfort in neither, prayers a long time shed

Face the world duty tightly bound; my existence a 

mileu of discordant sound

that traps tiny voices dancing in my numbed soul

Drowning your silence in contempt untold

 

Demons claim my yesterday, today and tomorrow

Our lives plunge in sweeping sorrow