Of many vices
There is a time when the rain
Cascades down like a waterfall.
This drench of hopelessness,
Left me drowning with a heavy heart.
With weary hands, and idle thought.
Now my colours have turned to grey.
Every moment and every second,
We allow our ignorance to prevail
Upon us all. The vitality given,
To a grieving hollow.
Never again will I have to
Drown these demons in sorrow.
Never again will I have to
Drag this pain undesirable.
Never again
Set sail to a place of peace.
Divide the ocean, the path we chose.
Consume the light, breathe in the only candour.
Concrete bed
Withered leaves
Still bright enough