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Moonscape, I embrace

 lost serenades of my youth

All I am is despair

as loneliness finally strips me bare

Renascence daunts me

As I try to escape

the way of life

thought to be serene

and locked

by pearly gates

Cratered dreams

surround my life

the rest rebuilt their lives

The justice in the world left me

weeping for youth I spilt

Blessed are the helpless

who's hope has grown so pale

Blessed are the helpless

with dreams cratered so deep

Blessed are the helpless

Who entrusted their lives to what's just

Echoes of lost serenades

daunt me in my dreams

Gambling with stark madness

an unjust monarchy blooms with gladness

Awake screaming to this

to this dark reality

As my bare hands, grow weak

intravenous guilt flows fast

in to wounds that will never heal

Fathomless comforts still prevail

as the helpless are truly blessed