Only Dust Moves...

Distress has found a dwelling place in me
already pale as death but still I bleed
For promises have shown their fragility
spare me your affection and pity

The world no longer is a joyful dream
but a crystal with darksome glean
About to fall
Soon be shattered
One shared for every emotion dead
I will rather learn to enjoy misery
than partake a life of hypocrisy

Here I sit by the sloly dying candlelight
so I will dink with the shadows by my side
I flew with wings of the dragonfly
came down as the rain foured out of the sky
And stormwinds howled over the land
snow covered the trees and ice the sand

No illusions remain
Silence conquers us all
solitude the only reality

Only dust moves, set in motion years ago
when there was still life in this world