Spawning Distance

 

Wordless worlds lie dark and cold
As 'someday' tales life put on hold
These treasure troves of what could be
Search dreams in depth for breath of me

I've heard them echo sorrow's call
Spin twisted lines as to enthrall
A few have time yet lack a place
Tho’ most are dreams of faltered grace

The ones which beat a tragic heart
I fear my mind would scream apart
So those I’ll rarely glance upon
Should evil whispers scheme to spawn

Love glimpsed a life though never planned
Took songs to heart then played my hand
Lost scores of music seeking sheets
Scaled notes in verse as rhyming beats

Dropped endless tears and broken smiles
Could sate a land with hopeless miles
Yet notions too reserved to fly
I've blushed with crimson marks as shy

And some concepts I cannot catch
My mind is fueled yet blows the match
But I'll brave through this mindless dare
As silent thoughts caught unaware