Toska

The empty shell of a barely beating heart
The subtle sound of solemn whisper
This motion is a notion of a memory
The crushing weight behind your voice
Night light skies, vacant eyes, the lonely drives
Thinking in one ear and out the other side
In my dreams, breathing, seeking
Chasing that golden arrow, whispering through the breeze
And in my absence will memory mistake the truth?
So what do I have left? (To take back with me?)
What do I owe and how will I know if th stars
Still align without you?
I crumbled back into oblivion
How did I ever fall so far away?
So far away from you
I’m tripping through th maze in my mind
I can’t stop the cycle
My own reflection in the mirror is mocking me
I can’t remember the last time I anchored my feet
So close my eyes and turn me over to the concrete
Satisfy the demon that fuels my defeat, fueling deceit