Window

Window Dusty are the panes wearied the eyes leaking flooding rain permanent, darkened skies Behind smeared glass existing with a stare time speeding past wretched deep despair Wishing to escape outside walk in light of day continues to hide in clouded dismal grey Days and nights merged seasons turned to years hopes and dreams submerged drowned in tidal fears Metallic is the taste middle now the age sad the ugly waste defeated by life cage Shadowed closing mind slow beating broken heart stares falling blind they silently depart Dusty are the panes devoid of any eyes wrapped in freezing pain this unbloomed flower died Phibes 2011