Love's Laughter

There are no doorways leading out.
There is no light shining in.
There is only endless doubt,
and a war we couldn't win...

There are no prizes to be won.
There is nothing to be learned.
The ending has just begun,
So much that can still be burned...

There are no stars in the sky.
There is no blue behind the grey,
Time once seemed to truly fly,
But now means to make us pay.

There is no reason in my mind.
There are no songs left to sing,
Hollow memories that I find -
They no longer mean a thing.

There are no believable truths.
And no escapable lies.
I have searched since my youth -
to find a love to despise.

There are no lasting fairy tales.
No happy ever after...
There are only dreams that fail,
and echos of love's laughter.

There is no forgetting you.
There's no way to ease the pain.
There is nothing left to do -
But to embrace my hell again.

There is no end to this night.
And no shadows left to hide me.
My pain's no longer out of sight -
It's worn on front for all to see...

There is no life left to live.
There is no future left ahead.
I have nothing left to give...
far too much of me is dead.

© Barry Veinotte 1998

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