From the dark lonely I flee.
Hide away, poor startled soul,
a decrepit shell powerless and cold.
A secret pleasure takes it toll,
years of solitude I stole.
In quiet pillows screams of pain,
tears clawing the violin in my brain.
Ugly dreams roused my sleep,
I learnt that even sweat, shouts and shrieks.
Fall through winter, heart's asleep,
it finds comfort in the snow and sleet.
Pure white crestfallen from heaven,
friend of mine, Melancholy,
froze the deep winter asleep.
Why clench the cruel past?
Ruler I am, in a kingdom of none.
Why shy from other souls?
I carry a baggage from which people shun.
Why fear when others extol?
Too bright a sun can be hateful to behold.
Damn the propensities! Damn the cold!
From the dark lonely I flee.
One day I will finally be free.
1 comment:
I wish you strength.
:)
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