Broken

Whistling winds blowing a gale

Head bowed before the falling hail

Burning suns freeze the ground

Differing feelings of being lost yet found

Ugly fingers pushing from the twisting nether

Threatening the flight of the falling feather

Furiously swiping at revealing tears

Covering up and hiding all fears

Pale moonlight bathing all in a beauty so frail

Echoing sounds of a dying wail

Hiding memories of a creature of lust

Shattering remains of a broken trust

Watery trails of a melting heart

Leaving behind a long forgotten art

Fleeing from the image of the peaceful dove

No longer capable of feeling such love

Struggling against bounds in order to be free

Drowning in the turquoise blue of the sea