An empty whisper, a hollow sound
Apollo's gaze lingers here no more
Sentinel of life's muse, I no longer stand
Frail, beaten, tunneling underground
Only one mantra rings true
Hope is the inspiration of fools
Shepherding a blind flock to its doom
Drowning the weak in dark pools
The hourglass, nature's unique remedy
To happiness's impoverished destiny
A recurring delusion, a reverie
Bordering on insanity
Certainty is a fair weather friend
Yet never again will I fall prey
Forgetting my mind, falling astray
Reason will never turn me away
It is said all things fade away
Bruised fists holding the numbness at bay
A role no dream can make me play
Sore eyes, find another place to lay
Nothing can ever compare
With one's first winter,one's first spring
Yet their novelty strays,
Just as an instrument loses its ring
So does minds eye wander to other things