Zexiel

Rain reflecting off the Moon,
wash my heart free
of all feeling, all hope.
Soak me through
to the skin of my soul.
Clothe me in dampened dreams.
Let the stars be liquid
and melt into the darkness.
Take love and wash it away,
hang all thoughts of love
out to dry. Place a veil
across the Moon's Face
as black and dark
as the void within my heart.

Rain pouring over the Moon
cleanse me with tears of loss,
with drops of unwelcomed pain.
Drown me deeply
in the eddies of sadness.
Float my passion down
streams of abandonment
to the rivers of jagged sobs.
Let the throbbing raindrops
pulse and patter upon the roof
that covers the unkempt strands
of endearments made,
the fragmented pieces of moonbeams.
Immerse rivulets in anguished seas.

This love affair must come to an end.
Our good times blocked out--
You killed them.

In your waiting to make a dollar
You lost a faithful follower.

In the end you have to fail
Those who don't care are bound with nails.

And here I write
Here I try
To explain these complexities at the end
But life is sometimes best left unexplained
Keep loving, and live to the fullest.

Life doesn't last forever;
Don't wait another day.