It was when I stood there in the night
Watching madmen in the light
The fire cast upon them shone
In the demon's cackling tone
And in their eyes I saw that fight
And in their eyes I saw my home
With waves crashing over my head and where
My body screamed out for the heat of the flare
My mind still relished the murderous cold,
Pain and retribution for my atone.
They call to me 'come back, come back!'
And the shadows contort their form to black
My breath escapes, the silver fingers of my heart
Grasp for freedom in the dark
The light goes dim, is the fire out?
And in the distance I hear them shout
But the cold embraces and from within
I feel the waters' deep beckon me in.
I turn to face you - I see you weep
And as I swim, I kick, I feel the deep
it grabs me, holds me, beats me 'til
I hear it cry 'be still, be still',
And a saline pain becomes my fill
While the night - so stark- falls truly dark
My clothes slack off, and from a slit
I see blue skin contort and twist
I hack, I cough, and cast it out
that vile salt and deathly clout
The fire and its gaze call home to shore
Returning from the eternal black
I recognize your face once more -
You've brought me back
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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wow this is amazing. honestly, i think its one of the best poems i've ever read.
ReplyDeletei just had to come back and read it again, i just love it.
ReplyDeletethank you, whoever you are :). I have a bunch of other stuff up too, feel free to read whatever.
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