far but not gone

well versed in sorrow
screaming silent promise
leaking into tomorrow
so far from yesterday
so far from us

drips of ichor drop
fathom the fall
divine intentions stop
suspended in thought
a beautiful stall

partial endeavors dead
weary and a waste
animate yourself instead
cease fire
no need for haste

shoved so far into existence
scarce smiles dealt
so near but never past the fence
so deep in sleep
skin never felt

hardly an honest glance
peer past what i am
such a convoluted dance
of needless steps
grab hold of my hand