Barren Trees

 

i look out across the sea
an ocean of thoughts surrounding me
abstract ideals of infinite possibility
everything plays out only once

and it all narrows to a single path
i started from the shore
in search of something more
now i'm drowning in the aftermath

it feels like you're a lifetime away
and a stolen dream that i can never have
a single week to say farewell to years up to 31
after half a lifetime of calling me your son

lost for the thought of you
i am a stray comet caught in the gravity of everyone

horizontal encounters, yearning for a vertical embrace
all the luster of the world's beauty is fading
when nothing compares to the sight of your face
canvas of empty landscapes, the apocalypse of the painting

barren trees of our fruitless endeavors ever accursed
apart from the One who placed me in the womb
mother is the love that all have known first
and without you here, the world is a tomb...