Chapter 134CHAPTER 134
Beautiful Angel, breathe on me
Breathe the breath of serenity
Let me inhale, implore I you
A colour, a tint, a worthwhile hue
Teach me to see, force me to be
Let me be else, that never I’ve been
Give me a soul; I’ve never had such
I reach into my heart and there’s nothing to touch
For I’m unlike the others. Of that they know not
Nor could they guess, come diamond to rot
Endure as I do, delay as I may
Come June,… August,…December,…then May,…
Chained up am I, if I may say “I”
For “I” doesn’t exist, when this one says “I”
Not in the way this one wants “I” to be
This one craves to refer to else as “me”
Angel, hear, are you there?
Talks this one to empty air?
(Familiar as would be such task
For no other either hears through this mask)
Near-desperate now, walks this one on
Dreary, weary, and weather-worn
The soles of these shoes have worn so thin
That as this one walks, the ground touches skin
Shall never, ever, this woeful one find
Whatever it takes to unlock these binds?
Destined is this one to remain bound
To grey and black boulders, weighing it down?
Suffers this heart forever to beat?
Surely will come an event so sweet
That will finally still the searching, the weeping….
With velvety night, comes eternal sleeping.
Nyxii 22-25, F 3 Responses 3 Nov 17, 2011