Rhosaucey

Waking up that morning, A shallow sunrise still Burns into my face. An ache, a twinge, Thoughts of loneliness, Put me in my place. An exercise of realizing What it meant last night To be ever so free. Meshing and melding my mind In a ball of emotions, Oh how it turned me to glee. Alas, being over and moving on Is the only choice I now have to take. Uttermost cautions me, Lest they find out The past I must fake. Climbing into the vehicle That will carry me forward, I remember you. You, who invoked feelings, Swirling dreams, emotions That to me were so new. I weep to myself at That very moment as I realize what I've lo

Worlds fall to the demon, Time.