See See I can do it too

A Piece for a friend who lost herself in the dark

Words elevated to a dazzling height

Silently answering perfections plight

 

Love strung together to make a sentence

Hate molded to become a pen

 

Time yields to patience

Rage bows to zen

 

Transcending a mind

A unique voyage just to find

 

That my pain is not my own

The dark is not for me to own

 

A star sits in a dark corner weeping

Its light flickering, its tears beckoning

 

Waiting to be rekindled, be reborn

Its essence weakened, its passion torn

 

Unable to help, my flame long since extinguished

But her whispering screams need to be relinquished

 

My history a possible remedy to her heart breaking agony

So I slowly open scars I closed indefinitely

 

I bleed memories and thoughts, hoping her tears will stop

Synchronized … as her tears and my blood drops

 

For every memory, a tear is traded, for every thought the corners of her mouth move up a inch

The darkness recedes as her light increases

 

Her tears slowly transform into pieces, pieces of poetry

Convincingly showing my blood a forgotten beauty

 

… I smile …

 

Sometimes the dark holds a star waiting to soar

People see it as scary, but the dark, yes the dark has so much more