The years are not kind
Can not rewind
Hurtful words said
More than a heart Full of regret
Veins darken like Lines of nights
Etched upon dry parchment of time
Burnt out
Scalded
Splatter of time
Code of our design
Another fractured night for anguish to devour
Eyes reigned clouds
Mist obscures the ground
Empty voices fill the lake of dread
Drowned in
Engulf
Agony gets easier every day
Learning to accept the loss And bottling the pain
Numbness the remedy for inevitable decay
Must move on to another host
This one is a ghost