I was trapped
For years going back
Wandering halls
As dark as night
The tunnel I could see
In front of me
Lonely hallow
Lacking light
No end
No evidence
Or proof of relief
A sign of white
Ready to carry me home
Time kept me stuck
In dreams
I could not shake
Awake
Whispering loneliness
Enveloping my soul
Voice carrying echos
And painful calls
Returning to me
Along empty walls
Bitter boomerang sounds
Drenched in ghostly gowns
Taunting and curling
A fury of cluttered dust
And still I stood
In ice and time
An empty tin
Of broken glass
Bound and tied
Without an ounce
A drop of life to catch
And reel me back in
Dissecting wounds
Gnawing on flesh
The perpetual reminder
Of what would stay
Forever never
And just as I surrender
To the voices that beckon
The begging retired
Luring zombies to bed
I catch a glimpse
Alive
In the depth
Of a knight
Peering beyond
Shining shielded armor
Built to barricade
And house
The frail weed
Growing and then dying within
Bodiless, lifeless limbs
And like fireflies fly
He lit up the whole sky
And handed a world
Of fairytale dreams
Glistening with hope
Pearled oysters delight
And within him I lay
Stay
Infinitely lost
In eyes
Deepest brown
I've ever known
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