Requiem: From Substance to Silence

We settle for pleasure.

We revel in pain.

She will regret forever.

He lusts for a cleansing rain.

Set adrift and yet amiss.

Stranger in a strange land.

Falling eyes and outstretched hands.

Blinded by the desperate cry there where fate is eternally blind.

I await some sort of resolution.

It never comes.

It never calms.