I remember two lost eyes
sad eyes seeking truth of perfection
lost eyes in the sea of unfortunate

build slowly... bricks of confidence, truth and love

all then torn from within, the fortress is destroyed
only energy in its form remains

the shell is no longer needed
stood alone... watching as she walks away
walking slowly in the desert of despair
looking for pools of happiness

as I see one I approach, touch it, drink from it
only an illusion

I look back and see only the pillars of what was left from
the fortress I built

like a memorial of my pain, my lost love, truth, perfection

no fortress, no more
as a lost nomad traveling in the search

every time I look back its there the pillars
the sad memorial of my agony