“The Forever Autumn”


Back in the days when we parted ways
When the scars of lonliness were set ablaze
The pain we held was screaming
A poor excuse for daydreaming.
You were strong
To ignore the sound
And I was weak
To sing along.

Now the peak is yours
And all I have is the bottom,
The awful wild
And the forever autumn.



The moment I do myself proud 

The next I feel crest-fallen.  

Thrice did I rake over old coals 

And found hurt many a pretty souls.  

It kills me apart …as those achy breaky hearts 

To whom my words were arrows and darts. 

I repent I perpetrated many atrocities 

Until the hell freezes over I’ll murder no promisee.