Tuesday, December 4, 2007

In Passing

So here we are,
united by grief.
Trying not to submit
to the secrets that we keep.

Time travels on,
but we only stand still
filled by a vaccum
a numbness of soul.

The reason now lies cold,
they cannot fill the hole
and memories and dreams
seem to distant to appease
the sorrow and the tears
to be shared throughout the years.

The sun can shine on
in it's place in the sky
but i'll never notice
as i walk on by.

the stars can still glow,
but dark is my window.
Lit only by the promise
we'll met again someday
but not here, in a land far away
that we pass to in an instant
wether we welcome it or not....

Ricky Glew

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