Loneliness

Long spaces, stretching moments,
Hours which need to be filled,
When all the frills have lost there glitter
and died along the path.

Long spaces, watching hands,
Which creep so slowly around the numbers
In the lives, devouring time, eclipsing life,
The restless doom in pace.

Long spaces, eons marching,
The swampy voids, the bitter chill,
The lost ness of touch
Which haunts the lingering shadows
and preys upon the halls of time,
Disguising what is real.

Long spaces, heavy with silence,
Burdened with fear,
Pleading for barriers to fall,
to take away the sultrifying cage,
of emotions wallowing in the gloom.

Long spaces, leaden with weight,
of unspoken tales, long forgotten lore,
of pasts to long ignored.
The clutter and mire of flights swept aside
The ball and chain of matters to long disdained.
Long spaces ……. Long spaces ……. Long spaces …….