Vaults of vexation

I. The Lost

The sting of pain
It never leaves!
My heart

It lingers…
So vastly!
So deeply!
And the internal tears
They continue too!

Persistent
Falling without a sound
Abiding here
Still
Until, they are found

Begrudgingly to quit
Deliberate they fall
Drip…drip……drip
Like blood from a letting
Into the abyss

Reaching through a darkness
To a never ending call
Like icicles in a mist

II. The Hope

A new founding faith
A shield
A cocoon to swathe
To embrace
To befall

An assist in the conspiracy
Of the healing
That suspends
The never ending
Comes to a stalemate
And stalls

A pleasant smile
A facade
Or forged out trials of fire
Although genuine
Is it only surface deep

This my only guise
The inadvertent beguiles
My secret secrets
My own keys to the keep

III. The Realization

The mysterious mind
Mystifying and true
Searches
Against the heart
Sheering and steep

The answers to quell
From chasms of watery well
Aches within
Continues to seek

As I
Struggle to exist
In a matrix of melancholy mazes
When alone to ponder
Through haphazard hazes

Sunsets
Turning of another page
Plagued from enigmas
Time the healer
The savior, the sage!

A resurrecting redeemer
Adhesive at best
Holds me together
And keeps me from afraids

The scars
 That once defined me
Further now, ceasing to fest
Fading to less
And to less

I will
Go on!
To an ending
To a further age
Truly this has been
My temporal test!