When all is still,
I awake,
Wandering blindly through,
Eyes blurred from memories straining to break free of
Frozen chains.
It is painful,
To feel and hear and see and taste
All that is dear
So close,
Yet untouchable.
Trembling fingers grasp for salvation
But none will come
Until the soul is free.
Yet that will not be,
For I am trapped in the darkness.
Light does not shine where I stand.
Only the same broken records
Of love,
Of peace,
Of joy,
Stained by my rusty blood,
Forever tainted,
Never again to be…
I am –
Ignorance.
The savored bonds of my beloveds
Open their hearts
Yet I still don’t dare
To reach out
My hand struggles to lift
And hold the kindness close.
But it will not lift.
The chains are too strong
For any creature to break.
Melt my memories.
Make them burn.
May they rot away
To halt the pestering that
Nags,
And beats
Inside of me,
It burns,
it burns…
