Distant

My Room; empty, Alone.
Total void, wormholes.
Same old trip every night,
The Ordeal repeating in Loops.

The night mourning and Everlasting,
Dawn forever a Distant dream.
The faces all blurred and hazy,
Stabbing me, stripping me
Lashing their agonies unto Me.

Still a vision echoes inside -
Someday in the shady future,
Somewhere in the rain washed meadows
Under grey skies stroking the river restless;
My boat will sail the Final river,
Leaving the Madmen dancing and singing behind.


*This are the lines i wrote after a gap of almost two years.