You know how it goes... how it feels..
A thousand million suns could rise
And light this hard and ceaseless world
Climbing, age-worn through the skies
The day begins but no amount
Of light will make my darkness fade
For light is life and mine is done
No, strike that - let me lose this shade
And stand a mile from our Sun,
Alone and screaming, incomplete
Open eyed, insane and wanting,
Let the searing, joyful heat
Burn my skin and bleach my hair and blind me;
Let it take my sight
Break me, make me lose my sense of fairness,
Take me to this light
I want to feel distracting pain
I want my mind a lonely place
I want to never see again
If I can never see her face
The day begins but I cannot
The light on which all others thrive
Turns me into ash and dust
Not living now, no
Just alive
This poem is excellent.. I made the right choice by reading it..
ReplyDeleteI love the stanzas but what sealed the deal was the ending
"Turns me into ash and dust
Not living now, no
Just alive"
Truly a strong end..
Thankyou Chenson, very kind.
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