Victory's failure (Parts 1 - 4)

Aimless, hopeless and thoughtless,
Walking to forget the steps.
Drowning to forget the ocean.
Alone to forget the pain.

Ahead in the revelation's colours,
With the dance of a full moon in my head,
I challenge the fear of passing unspoken
And call her name.

I could forget the fear
And fall into the picture;
Standing in red rivers
And sunshine smiles.

Time was not forever,
And the words began to choke themselves
Into a frightening and blissful silence;
Whispered so loudly from myself.

Cross my fingers and look away,
Shaking in the longest second
As the words are real
And the fear is words.

Nervous laughter heralds the return
Of sunshine demeanours.
The no is grounded,
Accepted, and joyful in flattery

I may never know,
I may never feel,
I may never hold
And I don't mind.

The demons are dead
To contrast once posessed.
Pure and happy relief
In the light of truth.