Recourse

Time here grows old as lonely takes my soul

Into this I've grown, my very essence sewn

Becoming who I am, after all these years

Refusing what I need, after all these tears

I've lost it again. To never be found.

It's cost me my skin. As knees hit the ground.

This melody rings out within.

As history repeats again.

These sounds would haunt me, if only I could hope

That without this world, I'd have something to show.

Yet I find nothing where I stand. This sorrow alone.

I find no one waiting. I find everything gone.

Not gone for my want, but left for the need

Of all things I've lost, and the nothing that is me