why have you
made yourself
invisible?
can you not
feel the coming
night?
all time
drains the light
falls the yellowed
leaf from Yggdrasil
waste not the
open eye of life
briefer than a
catching breath
before the darkest
depths reclaim
can't you see
i'll never
be the same?
is this self-assurance
all illusion?
the filament a
delusion of my
pierced heart?
the silence mocks and
coldly shuns all
hoping thought
wrought by golden
ages forever held
desperately within a
breast beat strong
dearly wondering if
i was wrong
oh twilight that
feels so long
will i see the dawn again?
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