If you had a face

Eyes to see me

A voice to speak clearly

Hands to hold softly

Or footsteps to trace forever

Maybe I could show you

This simple forgotten thing

A key that fits nothing

Left somewhere far from light

My hand brushed it

As I wandered by aimlessly

A silent voice singing

An old soul crying silently

Memories, an eager heart

If you had a face

Eyes to see me

A voice to speak softly

Perhaps you would understand



Concussed, the light is broken

Eyes unable to focus

Ears ringing and words indistinct

Grit in my mouth

The taste of old soil

My fingers are twitching

The old ghosts at play

This feels too familiar

You playing out the thread

As I sit dazed

Watching through a bruised haze

Another endless lazy masquerade

My feet carry me away

I need silent reprieve

A chance to finally remove

The chain you placed

Without ever caring to notice

A fool I was

As a fool I am

But now I think

I can wipe you away

Like the fog of

A restless early spring storm

Maybe luck will pull

The right string for me



We’ll see