Thursday, January 23, 2014

I Loved

I loved the rainy days
Where'd I watch the gray.
I loved the peak of thunder
And all the shine raised
By the falling lightning,
And near the night,
When I wasn't able to hate.

I loved my mother,
My father too.
My sisters dear,
I'd watch falter, about to fall,
And spring underneath them to catch them, and all
My brothers, in arm in blood,
I'd treasure them always, as hard as I can.

I loved my treasures,
My memories dear.
And when love began to falter,
I'd find them, just to shed the tears.

I loved quite a lot.
I loved every knick, scrape, and flaking hide.
Love meant to falter,
To break, shatter, die.

I became the villain.
I became the hate.
And the love just reminded me,
That I was jus too late.
There was no love;
No cushion for my fall.

There was companionship;
Honestly, it was just that.
There was care;
I'd not fall to such a trap.
There was pity;
An insult so foul,
I'd rip off my every binding,
And I would throw in the towel.

I quit the love.
I quit the hate.
I quit the fear,
The care so dear.
I'd quit it all,
The wishes, the dreams,
And no soul again
Would ever be seen.

***

The fall continued.
I fell for the while.
I waited for the splat:
A mess of blood, brain, and bile.

I spun in the air,
I looked back at the cliff.
I saw the sky
And I saw the rift.

I saw the world split apart,
The sun cover the moon.
Clouds turned black and silver,
And at the highest point
Fate granted me a boon.

ISA
 

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