Starbeat

Starlight's broken tapestry

Ancestral delights

Upon mortal broken soul

it shines down

like a blight.

And although the heart

so weary in the night

trying its hardest

may never get it right.

The aches and pain

The never wanting ashes.

Scars and age.

Withering away,

love lost under phage.

Time the cruelest master

yet waves a hand

and turns another page.

Oh where hath

the tale gone?

where doth

the smile gauge?

oh whereth is thine

happy ending

in this nightmare's rage?

Songs of longing sorrow

sung

float now upon the wind

clocks tick by

and I know that I have sinned.

A stain

a tear

upon the glass

the windows

calling eyes

look back upon a past

weeping by and by.

The beat of heart

now lays ever still.

For nothing

drives it now

and nothing again

ever will

Kaloriinn, James. Mason