The Tragedy of Calypso

A continuation (sort-of) to Calypso's Lament, a poem inspired by the story of Calypso from Greek mythology and contemporary literature of the same type

Every night I go out.

All my life I’ve been seeing stars

And I always wait, before I fall asleep

And hope tomorrow will come

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I woke up today with a shining light outside my door

One that had never been there before

A knock sounded and the door swung open,

A star stepping in

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He smiles at me and says

I left something here, its beside your bed

I hold the tear, which shines in gold

Oh, how I wish he hadn't been so bold

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He takes the gold gently, saying to me

A piece of crystal I shall need

So I take my pick and chip one out

and in the walls of my home, two crystals I found

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He takes one and I keep the other

I hold the cold stone and shudder

He says he'll come back for me, just hold on tight

and as he goes, so does the light

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So i went to sleep in the dark

shadows creeping around my beating heart

and an ice cold tear slid down my face

Nevermore have I so wanted to leave this place

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So every night I go out.

All my life I’ve been seeing stars

And I always wait.

But he never comes