When I weep on your shoulder
you caress me with the warmest embrace
Tears are not a comfort
but truly a great suffering
Scarring of the soul a reminder of
the bitterness,
gained through the years and years
in despair
What gift pays grieving
but the loss of sadness for a moment
Ignorance of children â admirable
they know not grief
The reminder of sadness
is still grinding
Still harvesting delight
A fragile bird he cannot fly
without his wings
You cut them deeply
when you were my God
and Gods always fail you
1 | When Light Will Dawn |
2 | The Architecture Of Loss |
3 | From These Wounds |
4 | Under Ebony Shades |
5 | The Repentant |
6 | Taarene |
7 | Moment In Black |
8 | A Poem For The Dead |
9 | Yield To Me |
10 | Pendulum |