Fragile

          Fragile


and the tears always run,
  when flesh and bone give up,
    dying in the fading evening sun.
tomorrow's pain,
  will be more of the same,
    something in our mind is aflame.
perhaps repeating,
  the same mistakes again,
    will illustrate a lifetime struggle.
true love is a violent whisper,
  a steal fist in a velvet glove,
    walking moons & shooting stars.
when we forget,
  just how fragile we are.

on and on, the pain remains.
like tears filling a scar.
on and on tear streaked stains.
they never know how fragile we are.

when dreams let go,
  our head and heart at war,
    fading echo's across the dark rainbow.
tomorrow's hope,
  is we somehow become sane,
    something in our mind says just cope.
maybe we,
  should just build a wall,
    to protect against a future fall.
struggling with such circumstances,
  as if good ever could come,
    from taking heart chances.
when we forget,
  just how fragile we are.

on and on, the pain remains.
like tears filling a scar.
on and on, tear streaked stains.
they never know how fragile we are


how fragile we are. . .


2017.05.12 @ 0515