Perpetual Mourning

Perpetual mourning

Seven years of nights

I never meant.

What I said that night

Can’t finish the thought

It’s too far gone

To remember the feeling

That went with tears

I never meant for life to turn

To turn this way

Seven years of nights turning into day

Watching the dawn

The dusk of night’s memories

Insomnia of the day

Watching the moving undead

Dust to dust

Flaking away

I never meant for you to be a lie

Thought you meant more to your self

Then I did to me

Would give it all for a second chance

But all is already gone

And so are all of the second chances

Never meant for it to end

But everything does

Given the time

The answer was never

If you had asked the question

Can you think what it could been

About enough being enough

Interesting how life does that

I never meant to make you vindictive

Maliciousness in the cruelty of your words

I never meant for this life to get in your way

Is it too late to care?

As a calico changes color in the shade