Through the Veil
This is not my world,
Everything here is strange.
Have I passed through the veil?
How did everything change?
Where now is my world?
How did I cross to here?
Was I replaced by another?
What of she, whom I held so dear?
Perhaps this occurrence is common,
As with others, this time with me.
Trapping one and then another,
Slipping beyond, ne’er to be free.
Wandering alone in an alien environ,
Longing for my home to see.
My desire is for that, which was,
As emptiness engulfs me.
Hostility and pain to those as I,
Beset upon as by a beast.
Never again to receive rest,
Missing always my angel of the east.
But the time will come,
Or so it is I pray.
My love will whisper in my ear,
Time to wake, for dawning is the day.