The clouds had conquered all the sky,
The nights grew longer, drifting by.
It could have been another March, another day,
But his mind refused to see it that way.
He sought no answers, wished no more,
Just rest from all he’d carried before.
The clouds had conquered all the sky,
The seasons changed, the years went by.
Another winter, another year,
Another memory he wished would disappear.
The clouds had conquered all the sky,
And left tomorrow asking why.
A future lost in uncertainty,
A fleeting present, too brief to see.
And weary eyes that longed to close,
To find the peace that no one knows.
The clouds had conquered all the sky,
And stolen time as it passed by.
The little thoughts I used to keep,
The dreams that vanished in my sleep.
And everything that might have been,
Was swept away, never seen again.
The clouds had conquered all the sky,
A distant screech, a hollow cry.
Again and again, the echoes appear,
Through soundless winds at the day’s frontier.
The clouds had conquered all the sky,
And now the sun no longer shines.
Something I can no longer feel,
A wound that time may never heal.
The clouds had conquered all the sky,
And darkness settled, quiet and deep.
No words remained, no reason why,
Just silence where the shadows sleep.