At the forest's edge we are You and I, for decades Gazing into nothing Withering to the sounds of a dying world You're screaming, choking Tearing yourself asunder And I stand there gazing into nothing
I’m yearning for silence A bond that whilom bloomed I’m wistful for sleep A bond that we shared from womb I’m longing for stillness A bond that time has sent to wither And the emptiness it brings A bond that we only fathomed
Indifferent
We go along the trails in the forest Where we played as children It's quiet, still and peaceful No pretense No province No prospect Just you and I, the silence, the wilderness
But I hoped as always to have your hand in mine Our hands entwined, our hands through the end of times Thoughts lingering on promises unkept, on words we left unsaid
I always knew that everything was a dream
And now I stand here with rope in hand The noose tight around my neck Final thoughts of why
Why I won't take the step The step into silence The step into stillness A step into everlasting nothingness