Summer heat,

and short lived love stories

upon the shore

of some forgotten beach;

Hearts will blaze with passion

and soon grow cold again;with the passing of the season

What happened to us?

We used to spend our days

talking about all the things we would do;

Now all we talk about

is all the things we should have done;

and waist our days with people who have already wasted theirs;

there's a great big world out there

that I have never seen;and I fear I never will

To hesitate from possibility;

walk the cleared path

away from risk;

avoiding the misty waters of ambiguity

and the diamonds in their depths;

Do you feel your life withering up

und incandescent tubes;

after another pointless conversation

with another pointless person

who's never spoken for you;

All your dreams are filed away with the paperwork

as the bills pile up;

the whole world

rotting outside your front window;

waiting there for you;

as you do nothing;

your love is out there;

loving another who had the guts to say somethingto speak out, to say anything

you left a life unlived;

a life unfulfilled;

one that simply continued

as the days flowed in and outlike the last breaths of a dying man;

until your packed away

in some forgotten grave;

amongst the others

mourned by no one

in a hollowed out field ;

amongst the tombstones

an eerie silence echoes a wasted life;

Sometimes I wonder

What became of

forgotten friends

and

Previous piers

Lost amongst

These years

Some of which

Must be dead

and gone by now

with the news

held just a day away

waiting to fall

like bombshells

and remind me of my years

I hold no regret;

On turning my back on a god

Who has done nothing for me;

If I have lived the life of a sinner;

Then on my death bed may I die as one;

I shall not repent;

I shall not apologies;

I shall not cower

And hide myself behind false words;

If I am faced with the judgment

Of a great omnipotence

I will serve my sentence

Of damnation

As a man;

I will not

Bask in the glory of paradise

a coward