A powerful master Frequently cloaked Obscured by half truths Demands masked as duty Though there is nothing lovely in…

REST! REST! REST! It is finished he has said put no faith in your own hands

There’s a hollow place Where your heart belongs Its vacuous emptiness Drains all compassion Consumes without satiation

This is where I am Though I fail to treasure it I am still right here

Naked and unashamed
 The garden abandoned
 Acceptance exchanged alienation in judgement alone

Does it really matter Whose fault it was What’s been done Can’t be undone Anyways

I have been proud I have considered myself wise I have thought that I was Far above The failures of others

I don’t know if you read these things But if you do I’ll take your silence as a

You’re still My favorite person A thing Impervious to change Your memory