A plight
From a failed decision
The scent
Of a summer gone by
The cracks
On a decades old table
The eyes
Make the face so worn out
I dreamed of old friends again
I was surrounded by saints
Hide from your past
Head down in shame
Gaze long at your soul
Every breath counts
On the way to
The last overfall
Bittersweet denial
Senselesness of wisdom
Acrimonious heart
Make me hope
Old man, new life
Without a fight