The Vault - Barren Earth

She hides in the nightshades on the bank

Where the soft stream runs far

A vault of no disclosure

Sharp glimmers cast from old tears

Trembling in the cold fire of stars

Weighted and deep

Love is the hand that wrecks my flesh

Love is the eye that stares silent upon my aching wounds

At dusk the calm water turns black

Slow ripples form an aperture

In a receiving ocean

Love is the fire that burns my world

Love is the lie that turns the wheels within my core

As I fly

Love is the breath that rots my dreams

Love is the lie that turns the wheels within my core

In the end

Young eyes shine the fear of father’s will

And weep for a mother’s kind heart

Tears for the deep