A hand out of reach
through ten million bubbles

a light globe that flickers
a steel chest that heaves

a destitute dog
that wanders abandoned

he reminds you of autumn
when a tree sheds its leaves

They tumble away,

In a watery grave
from an empty existence
at the edge of darkness
licks the flicker of flame

time only serves
as a constant reminder
you can not be forgotten
you will always remain

the work of a craftsman
stupid and hopeless

whispered commandments
words best left untold

they swore oaths to help
came and then spurned you

left you there drifting
with nothing to hold

and you drifted away,