Plight

The distant roar of life.
An unruly heart
And organs awry.

Barren am I
Of love unconditional.
Fear swallows my cries
And drowns my tears.

And if only I could know
A drop of what you know...

Would I know release
Deliverance for peace?

Caged am I
in my ribs of sharded glass.
That pierces and pricks,
Drags holes into a crevasse.

And if only you could feel
A fraction of what I feel...

Would you know the plea
That could tear asunder
Adam from Eve

Gardens grow in me.
Branches gnarled,
Soil enveloped in dead leaves.
Where stands alone
The memory of a tree.

And it grows fainter,
With every breath I breathe.
The picture greyer,
Forlorn heads
Wilting in the breeze.  

A dwindling smile,
The kiss of a dream.

The sun that once reigned high
Will Fall to its knees in defeat.