Your eyes are sinking far away from you now.
Downward it spirals past the point of oblivious hopes and depleted embraces.
Stopping over in a small town once fit for your soul,
Now only hollow rhythms resound from a space once so full.
Feelings fade faster than the sun will set in a day,
And you’ve already bled yourself dry for love,
At least what you thought it was.
Such a desolate touch of fate unmistaken,
Barren she rises, Mother Earth, to give her final plea.
Universe help me, for I house a species –
So vacuous in forgiveness and numb to consequences.
She screams so loud – yet you sit there proud.
– sue aka la voximpresionista
LaVI 