Getaway

What started out as certainty, now seems not so clear Nostalgic views but still no clues, just demons ever near In this domain a sad refrain, keeps echoing inside But still are voices calling me, from them I cannot hide A momentary fracture, of a place in space and time Hidden rooms that disappear, as corridors unwind Sunlight through the breaking day, brings shadows back to view Remind me of the coming night, that I must wander through Life unheard Love unshared, a silent legacy A tolling bell to mark the Hell, unreal though it may be Snow flakes on a summers day, veneered reality What seemed ideal, though still unreal, it beckons still to me