Amidst the forever blue expanse,
Upon the raft I built,
Alone I sit, it quivers.

I feel it squirm below myself,
It cries and creaks under the weight.
Beneath it still the emptiness,
The vast and silent water.

Without a noise it calls to me,
I hear it mock my presence.
It laughs that soon the raft will fail.
And this I know too well.
How the sky does weep for me.

No sail or sun to guide myself,
The horizons sarcastic smile.
I witnessed nothing but blue on blue,
Not one fish, nor bird, nor boat.

For years I drift in currents,
None of my design.
Alone and lost,
The Orca came.

Alone together, lost, afraid,
I know she knows my sorrow.
I meet her eyes,
For a moment I feel solitude.
Perhaps my Orca sees me.

But off she swims,
Blind to me.
I watch her leave my presence.
I cannot shout, I know no words.
I forget what it means to talk.

Alone together, lost, afraid.
I know she knows my sorrow.

Together; far away, in the fires we lit,
At the base of our rage, spitting fuel from our lips.
Embraced; our noosed arms, on the gallows we built,
Upon the embered resent, In the dark night, shadow cast by vindication.

The whiplashed words, poison talk,
The frosted glance away, eyes too hot to rest in.
And anger leaves like the fog,
So in blow the winds of vacancy, the empty breeze of sadness.

And i would take all your sorrow, adopt all your miscomforts,
Bear all that you suffer and carry all of your sadness should it do any good.

As i would lie on my back so you may walk over the still smouldering embers, and through the flames of the past.

For i could never watch you burn.


Though your soiled tongue and derelict eyes inform me you could gaze as i would blister, that you could never burn for me: Still I give my back in service, i shall never let you bathe in the hurtfull glare of our fires.

Lay me down and leave me.

Walk from the the salted earth we lived on, on through the meadows i tried to give you.
Escape the skys i could not keep blue for you, clouded by my mistakes, the grey a reminder: i was not good enough.

Now walk amongst the sunshine, over the vast plains of potential,
Unto your final happiness.

I would sit here a thousand years,
Awake in the blaze you left,
Under shadows past and present,
With the weight of all your suffering,
Blackened by ash in silent damnation
Should it give you back your smile.

I wait with all the darkness,
I stay with all the pain,
So you may walk to summer,
And be loved once again.

The longest sleep,
Awake inside unconscious.
The soft hole.
The world is numb and i feel it all.

Like moth to light,
Back, back and back again.
To what surely only worsens.
Unto the inanity,
To shortly live. As only the observer.

Inside the inside,
Within within,
Exiting the foreground.

In the unadulterated absence,
Present in the vacancy.
Nirvana.

The only peace i'll ever know.

In numbed time,
The pure unaware.
My moth to my light.

The only peace i'll ever know.