Tempest tossed, I wander, lost
Never to find my way.
All hope for naught, now all forgot,
There is no yesterday.
A wisp, a dream, all life does seem
To pass, a breathless sigh.
A missing gleam from eyes in deem
Of never said goodbye.
On wings I sail ne'er to avail
Tomorrow's setting sun.
A pitch black veil, my Holy Grail,
I live, alive to none.
In vision quest, given my best,
I lay my trophies down.
At sweet behest of Love in jest,
To bear a jester's crown.
Opening eyes by the night skies
I fall to Destiny.
Therein arise through tainted lies
My unfeigned fallacy.
Through teary view of all life new
Alas, the angel sings.
By saddened hue of pink, sky blue,
I rest my weary wings.
To hold command o'er reprimand
If by ash or by dust.
To dare but stand at my own hand
Of decorated trust.
If heretofore on dreamless shore
What hope have I to borrow?
By time foreswore I soar no more,
Never meet my tomorrow.
'Tis true, Love lasts forever,
Only here memory slips away.