We have all entered a dark room
Scared, fearless, and young
Of what monsters we’ll exhume.
How can I act normally insane?
When death has taken everyone
And everything that I'll never regain.
Lo, kept this pain within
Neither God nor the River Jordan
Could wash away my sin.
This dark room has no windows
To gaze out upon the refuge
Of these silent innuendos.
The coincidences of chance
And the universal of mistakes
That led to romance.
Those who offer condolences
With their synthetic smiles
And parapet fences.
The last pursuit
Of angling and dangling
For irrevocable and irretrievable fruit.
