Summon the Tides

Dark barren trees Lifeless or so it seems The dried up wells and decay-filled smell Tickle the un-pleasantries The essence of hope In a land so bleak A future so uncertain An endeavour so weak From the window she envisions The fantasies of dreams Her mind seeks the space between the bars To be lost between the stars Through the night They wait for me To seek the morning light There are no days Days without me Now hold me tight while I lay over the edge It decays Listening What did it say The voices fade To comprehend the depths she fathom Across the oblique rays of light Forced to obey the fabricated truths Her misfortunes blessed with lies Engulfed in lucidity the child of allusion The Lynx and the Lion obscured in confusion So simplistic is the beauty Against her complex wired mind Misguided child grown so dependent And placed her trust in the hands of those she loved Through the night They wait for me To seek the morning light There are no days Days without me Now hold me tight while I lay over the edge It decays Listening What did it say The voices fade There The source of screams My helpless father As in my dreams Buried beneath the sand He yells As I grip his hand My tears pollute the water Forced to watch him die Suffocated beneath the surface Its strength compels my misery She stands in the fields alluding And the fire burns her mind Such decrepit frail young beauty Converge with her strife Thick clouds shift and Your wilting stems are drowning The wretched power of the sea spins the typhoon To be betrayed by the force of the moon In the sky For I can summon the tides And from my knees I could see Him watching over me Torn at the seams I stumble and fall I breach the fog