Arenae Mobiles

Shifting sands....

I poured my heart out 

into an unknown abyss of promises 

in faith I made the investment 

now I wait 

and wait

and wait 

I weary from the patience 

I am forced to practice 

my spirit is exhausted at hope 

the hope I cling to 

that promised hope at the end of the rainbow or is it fools gold

Vision that was so clear 

is now obscured by doubts 

by what ifs 

by maybe's 

this is desires end 

whats left after passion devours 

I have been emptied of Ero's influences

I sit in seat of uncertainty 

this place where the ground is in flux 

my house is on foundations made of sand 

everything is shifting

Where is my muse

where is that fervent passion felt 

all is replaced with a cooling of the spirit 

my tender heart must needs be caluosed 

the pain is to much to bear 

I dont want these feelings 

I let the blood flow stop to those parts 

I dont want those things that bring pain to live 

until the sand gives way to something sure this is the only way I can be

Author's Note

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