Where did it go?

It was scary and curious
The chance to break out again.
The appetites were ferocious
Remembering where I had been

Then things changed
A day or two but at once.
One candle lite
Once

A basin filled, another drained
The balance of them both
Has reached a place but one fully drained

Adventure didn't make thing new

A chance taken never viewed
A moon that rose
The fakers began to pose
The sight was clear and sharp

A broken promise of eternity
A broken path of serenity
Two stone tumbling off the mountain

The wind and the rain blew away the fog of anticipation only to show
No opportunity or participation

Unsettled and unfulfilled
The lonely tree with the low limbs
The grass growing faster and faster

The roots grew too shallow and now are bare and bruised.

Now there is nothing to show
Nothing to grow
The forest is now barren.