So Go Away...

Probably my final, proper testament... or perhaps just something I've always wanted to put into words.

Do I leave, into the blinding
dark of hundred endless days?
Do I stay, in the shadows of the moon
that caress my eyes, and
blacken the silence about me?

If I walk, I walk alone,
forever into the grimy city streets,
the endless maze of smog and cold,
forever dreaming,
forever hoping.
And in stillness, I will fall,
as the urban rot breaks apart
before me,
into shards of broken glass
and the tranquil air of a silent night.

Yet if I remain, among the quiet,
and the alone,
will I come across one who cares?
If I remain, all I meet
will find glass-
and within the glass, death,
mirrored oh so gently under the
glow.

The conflict boils:
the sun never rises,
always waiting,
always remaining.
And so I hold hope,
I lay my head to the ground,
and I become one,
with the Goddess of the night,
and the priest of her vast shores.

All becomes clear:
I can see,
I can see myself,
for all that I am,
for all I am worth,
through the grime and smog of
a life that's gone,
through the shards of glass,
the reflections of death-
they haunt the theft
of my very self:

"So go away", I tell,
I yell to that very soul
of hate, of my own demise,
of me;
"so go away, please go-
the earth by which you lay your head
will never leave lest tempests shake,
your flesh, now one with earth and sea,
your mind, forever lost to wind:
I need you no more."

As I watch, the sad, the pathetic self,
melt into the cold, hard earth,
I am free;
and night,
she wrapped me in her cloak,

forever gone.

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[Chaotica]

tweet....
and i meant tweet, not sweet. like a bird.
tweet tweet?


i wish i was smart enough to undertsnad your fancy words. :(


BUT YOURE SMART ENOUGH TO UNDERSTAND MY TINY VOCAB WHICH BY THE WAY IS IN THE 2834798 POEMS YOU NEVER COMMENTED