Circles

The trees all sway...
The grass all grows...
The wind always blows...
And everyone has problems.

A free fall, is occurring,
Into a cavernous abyss,
The likes of which, there is no other,
And the corruption lies there.

The sky was so blue
For she had been near,
The balance within was correct
When she was close by.

The wallowing screeches,
The carriers of death,
The plague of unknown,
The damnation of souls.

When will it end?
And will everything be the same?
This path leads to no where,
It is just a circle.

Love is forsaken,
Or possibly forbidden,
Fate has been here,
Although the b**** has gone.

Turn around and there's nothing,
At least not anymore.
The world is poisoned.
And the sky is blood soaked.

Look to the fields...
Why is it gone.
Confusion is near,
But fear is here.

No savior exists.
The plummet will end
With a bone crushing halt
With no one around..