Silent and Blue

on Wednesday

Thought I'd lost myself today
The meaning seemed so far away
Then you slowly faded into disarray
I wish you had stayed,

I spoke to the ethereal man
Consumed by a different plan
Where only dreams are planned
Perhaps someday I can,

And if I figure it out
I will not scream and shout
It won't be a revelation for the devout
Perhaps I was just cast out,

I’ll follow this river if I can
Back in time to where it all began
For all the lost visions I can scan
For all the useless arguments I can stand,

An easy life was never meant for me
Living foot loose and fancy free
With my poisoned cup of tea
Oh the price for thinking fee,

If I could only live long enough to show
Which way we could go
The irony of ebb and flow
Too deep in darkness to follow,

When I found the wrong way down
Clinging to my valued crown
Donning my mask made for a clown
Felt like I was going to drown,

Standing at the water’s edge
One last and final pledge
Continued failures create a wedge
All the lies that they allege,

The sky now so silent and blue
Rarely do I think of you
You were always too manic to have a clue
Like the tears that have vanished from view,

If I die on this hill
Was it because Satan had his fill?
Was it that too much blood was spilled?
Was it swallowing the proverbial poison pill?