Ashes of oblivion

Words of silence,
Scream my regret,
Burying my soul
Within seconds of the past

A Drink of flesh,
The hungover, of this soul
To question happiness,
At the whim of the glass

Seeing it’s bottom,
And the shadow of the future
For what’s there to live for?
But memories of yesterday

That fade with the wind
Stealing the dark of our hair
To leave but wrinkles of thought
Before the day of the reaper

Maybe,
We come to know
Of the face of sorrow
But not, one of joy

For under the moon,
The stars and the clouds,
The sun burns our hearts,
Into ashes of oblivion

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