I have fallen so far from the ground

I waive my arms and scream with no sound

Choke in no breaath - realize I've drowned

Empty my mind of all things not you

I have long sought that which could soothe thee

And in your worried eyes infallibly prove free

Remanded to balms and platitudes plenty

Always cling to that  which is true

Mourning the moment and each as they pass

Brazen and blameless adherence en masse

Forego the dreaming, the yearning, the crass

Each touch a remnant, a memory, renew

Copyright:  Brian Pellerino  2008