Child …

Music – Eternal

Child within Melancholy

‘Tis another one …
… That passes me by now,
When all else, cradled in warmth,
Of years’ packaged brightened glow,
See not the unseen writhe,
In discomfort and sadness,
And deep melancholy,
Not draped in happiness,
And most assuredly, not jolly!
The child within us all when down,
And burning darkest dreams,
Withdraws into realms of the unknown,
The fantasy of hostile scenes,
Of past, present and beyond,
Pathless journeys into the abyss,
Ravaged by riddled respawned,
Creative illusions of reminiscing!
When the magical dream is drenched,
In the bloodied sin of a distant memory,
Does our soul become wretched,
Torn apart and’ asunder despairingly,
By those looking to cause such pain,
From within the inner core,
Over and over again,
Constantly demanding simply more,
Then we can afford to award,
… Desolation rips at our hearts,
Offering no joyous rewards,
From beyond, present or past,
And so we spend this time alone in mind,
Separated from society’s need for jolliness,
Like we did last year at this time,
Just another child within melancholy!

Rory Matier ©2009

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