shrouded veil of distance
made form by written voice
face held unique in mental gaze
providing shape and light upon distant soul
forming what is within
construct of exchange
Emptiness lost, felt inside,
hollow soul of old
feelings gone from none before,
left to be alone
when the one returns to you,
with love you felt before
then the love the hurt in pain,
shall be forever you
upon this amber moon we sit,
upon this waking morn
where is the love of old,
lost from ancient scorn
high upon the highest
this rocky peak I climb
held aloft by ancient rock
a view that is all mine
for up above the roof tops
far above the rain
upon this peak I sit
oblivious to pain
though bitter wind chills me
it's nothing felt inside
for I climb up here to die
like I died inside today
