Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time,
In a land of fire and ice,
A chilling winter breeze,
Shivered from the mountain hills.

A distant cry,
Heard somewhere underneath the sand.
An epiphany of unseen wisdom,
Hovering above the land.

You try to catch the roaming voice,
Like this act is a freedom of choice.

Learning to be in a world of broken dreams,
Learning to live like it seems.

And then it comes,
A vision floating with the wind,
Like a flying memory, trapped within.

Simple truth it tries to say,
Wind of death foresees slow decay.

An eyeless sadness, bound to eternity,
A mindless piece of thought,
Brought from the corners of sanity.

Infanity,
Caught in the footsteps of vanity,
Silence,
Brought here by blatant violence.

Bound to my own denial,
Chained to my own distrust,
Wishing for that revival,
Of a death sparing lust.