To A Bitter Halt

faintly arisen / tenderly torn
dreamlike decision, unconsciously born
firm in conviction yet tempt me they can
deny me of trust and a demon I hide
a drive to be less than the fortunate
a dream in the casket of eden
crave that which you do not desire
cling tightly to your deepest fear
I rose the greatest monument
again and again
I bear the greatest treasure
of time and a word
treson spilt on the loneliest of graves
desperation dealt the losing hand again
wherein lie the purpose of the day?
s there return in sadness?
does your ceiling differ much from mine
where we see each other
here in this light
is that pillow more than a frame
that holds the chaos fast?
now his hand a fist
gain control
silence fell and eyes now widened
filling up the strength collapsing
capable of the ending froze in the tracks
brought to a bitter halt
on the floor it seems the steps are showing
left a print just like it did in me what has been and what will be never care 'cause I was in between
as I said with on efoot in loneliness
you hide here in me