Remember the Lost

Sparks retreating, I sit in impatience

Waiting for death or love

Whichever lasts longest

Trying to retrieve words and thoughts

Repressed memories drowning

Strength shot

Honor gone

The rain pulses against my feeble umbrella of life

A damn hiding Niagra

Feelings of reverberating evil

Surges of anguish

The thought of hope means little

Tears futile

For trust breeds lies in this world of betrayal

I sit in sorrow

Everlasting sadness

Reasons to strive deceased

What is the purpose

To remember all the daggers

Blades piercing from unsuspected hands

I wait for love

Yet it is conquered...