Those gathering storm clouds,
extinguishing my life that should have been,
is this the end.
collected through turbulent waves over time,
your kiss! is no longer mine.
scattering the flames of passion,
those smothering ashes as it happens.
Standing on the edge of this abyss,
the rhythm in a life that no longer exists!
my grievance! this malfeasance.
Pulled by the eddies in the flows of a love lost,
stumbling before being tossed,
this bitterness stings the most.
Now I know for whom the bells Toll;
the shine in fool’s gold!
This randomness my test,
thy wounded heart won’t rest.