Graham Philip d'Ancey


Garden of Tears

Walking alone 

In the garden of tears

Resting in the moments 

That gave all the years


The anguish of a man 

The forsaken dreams of youth

The time spent in torment 

To find a single truth,

To believe in

To believe in himself


Shadows of the past 

Wisp before his eyes

Violence and destruction 

Wasting so much life

For no reason

Deep within his soul 

A flame begins to burn

Thoughts no longer torment him 

His heart no longer yearns

For he knows

He knows what he must do