The blindfold lifts
As I wake
From a charming dream
Adrift on a lonely path;
An irresolute stroll
As the illusion fades
Against the hike
The madman tumbles
Wings tied
Into an ocean
Faced with demons
Of his own creation
Slave in chains
Now I walk,
How I know not,
Down this road
Passing through this place:
The corpse of a familiar world
Exposed to the cold
Expecting a warm embrace
That never finds me
I greet these souls
Shadows from some past life
Familiar, yet far too strange
Still lost in their dreams
In vain, I scream
Crawling through the pain
With my eyes set
On a sun that lies
Fleeing from me
As I make my way forwards
Fight! Fight!
With all might mine
Burning the horizon
For a light
That may never shine.
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 10:36 AM UTC
Here I stay
A world mine, it is.
This abyss,
A garden of swart.
With graves of lost dreams.
And I
Like a raven on carrion,
Plunge into the black
Consumed by its ***** allure, a lunatic.
Never once tasting the light.
And then it came,
Shattering my sombre walls.
A shimmer of hope
With wings of white
Emerging from the charcoal blue.
I embrace this rarity,
A soothing warmth.
A caress;
With arms of mine callous.
“This is my redemption”.
My hold turns stiff
The white starts to fade.
Slipping away from my world
Leaving me void.
Here I wait.
World mine, it is.
A garden of swart.
A soul of grey.
Lingering for the white……
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 12:40 PM UTC