Treasure Island

Kathryn Garner

(May 10,1991)

A day, two days, maybe a week....


These words will plunge
Into the waking truth in my eyes
Until death is undone
Until the meaning never dies

Ask me to take
Your hand by my heart as one
To fade till it may break
I live these words till deaths undone

Black the sunlight
That blinds my eyes
No, its not heaven
It’s a hope that dies.
Kiss a sunset
Endings to embrace
We’re never really here
Wane without a trace.

Beginning of the end
Prying starving hands to your mind
The sun sets again
And a death is now defined

Cringing with loss
Dying is a cold remedy to pain
To live death is the cost
To love is to go insane

Drowning in lost lies
Give me hope so I might breath
I feel as you die
Torn by where to stay, or leave.

These words are mine
Time kisses with lonely memory
But memory is only time
A cold beautiful parody

These words are my love
Striving to find release
For now I find time
And love done
Wish for passion
Death don’t give me peace.

They say any day
But you die all the time
Every moment you go away
Even now,
Our time is only mine.
These words are mine.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 18, 2008

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