The Title

And so my youth slipped,
Into the abyss,
Though I knew not,
What was amiss.

My youth fell for miles,
While my upstart,
Heart,
Dripped with denial.


Until it hit dirt,
And lay,
Crippled and hurt.


From the cliff I stared,
Down at its form,
The things we shared,
Now battered and torn.


No longer young,
Or free,
I cast my soul,
Into the sea.


I washed ashore,
Alive,
And toward nothing,
I now strive,
While power,
Derives,
Bad honey,
From my hive.

Desperate and dumb,
My lazy fingers strum,
The stiff chords of fate,
That have failed to titillate.