Time leaves a hole,
For fading memories to elapse.
For stinging tears which stained the fears,
Fall deeper in the past.
Expectations of a mind,
Far smaller than one thinks.
Not wanting to fall but can't comprehend at all,
The way the cards will soon lay.
Are the demons of a lonely man.
In the blackness is his darkness,
A shattered view of life.
A world were she is queen.
Her simple needs are her worst deeds,
Feelings are those for the weak.
Shelter logic from prying eyes.
Those with a simple view know just what to do,
But can't get around the ideas.
Realistion of a reality,
Greater than the one at hand.
Whispered thoughts from different sorts,
Hold a undamaged frame of life.