Black Waters

Bound in the haze of the craving
I stumble on a chancy path
The rubble I leave for the taking
Like a discarded photograph
I don’t understand what I’m missing
Is it worship in her eyes
Is it my life dismantling
Or the poisonous lies
Overflowing sorrow
I will meet tomorrow
The black waters of my past
Down in the valley of suspicion
Black waters lie under the moon
Shorelines a dullness of abandon
In my weakness I’ll get there soon
The dust where I had been found
The solace I was denied
The vacuity so profound
The merciless tides of time
Overflowing sorrow
I will meet tomorrow
The black waters of my past
Overflowing sorrow
I will meet tomorrow
The black waters of my past