An Incomplete Education
An Incomplete Education Death-smacked into unknown tomorrow A desperate yearning to believe Spirit anesthetized by sorrow Still being taught what it means to grieve. A dark, cold campus unfolds through space Loneliness, self-pity and regret One can unlearn too much in this place Graduate with degrees of forget. Alas, four years is not enough time Storm clouds still linger across the sky Obscured by void any sense of rhyme Visions of tomorrow petrify. A dull aching pain up the worm's sleeve Cynical numbness is his barter Spewing his craft on how we perceive Trying to gain a devil's martyr. Strange that the world continues to turn With innocence frozen into stone Always looking for new ways to learn Everyone in his classroom alone. Along a stretch of nameless highway On the shoulder lay a lifeless fawn Though they long for a moment to stay The valiant mournful herd moves on.