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I cry these wet tearsbut the tears are not my own
your whiskered feathers
that scratches away my innocence
and shower me with volatile indifference
eat away at the beginning
of the very first step I have taken
your dreary eyes that seep
into my skin so provactively
is now the doom of my entirety
my demise is not my own
it is a sanction of all that once held beauty
until the illuminating light diminished
and left us for a darker day
that slowly shed away our layers
that was bound within us all
the voices that lifted us up
are now the voices that carry our sins
rebuke us not for the farther we travel
the less the meaning of life endures
my sanction is not my shield
it is only the remake of my lost self
lost in the midst of it all
all that succumbs to me
will be bitten off and then chewed
by a force unspeakable, and ubale to name
nameless as I am
I cannot pursue the road that urges me forth
I must not abide by this
It is the carrier of all that is evil pursues
for now it seems I have lost all
and won nothing in return
you cannot grant me my wishes
for the wishes that I want to grant
are so far gone that even if you took the time
to listen and speak, I would not heed your advice
I am farther than you are
I cannot speak unless spoken to
I am being taken over by the forces I cannot name
They come to me in the night
and take control of my mind and soul
I am lifted up to a place where I dare not say
it is for the good of all
that I remain calm and quiet
and pretend through all of this
I am just dreaming
for the sins that I have created
will only come back and haunt me in the end
and I would rather leave alone
than to have a follower in my path
guiding my every move
but never knowing my desire.
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