Friday, August 29, 2014

Return...

17 years, a blank slate
Nothing known, nothing seen
Thoughts drift like clouds in a empty space
The clear sky reflects my mind
My emotions still as glass
Shallow enough to walk through
I carry no deep sorrow
No heavy emotion
Yet I feel frustration
Small tremors in my peace
Distortions in my glassy mind
Why?
Could it be?
That he...
No, not possible
My world is set
The globe cannot break
Yet in the distance I hear calling
Clouds come in thick
I cannot see
The horizon that seemed endlessly
Vacant begins to call a storm
Water laps at my knees
I am sinking
Sinking
Sinking
Into my emotions
The storm rages
I am electrified
What happened to cause all this pain
Ah yes, the accident
That he...
No
I must not think
In the distant I hear calling
I must swim
Swim from this chaos I called home
Swim from the dream I have seen
Him
Me
We loved
But then he...
Died
Now this,
I am empty
The ground I stood on has
evaporated
And all that's left is a endless watery void
Why?
From his death came my life
A violent emotion of pain
Return him
Return me