Sing me a song
A song with words I’ve lost;
An image of porcelain snow in your raven hair
This image now coated in frost
It’s not about pain, it’s not about sorrow
But where you travel as your fading off in the morrow
Far from me, as I look in the mirror
A storybook hopeless- so covered with disease
It travels into my soul and bleeds out through my tears
The tears you once caught… much how the strongest trees catch the rain
Shielding the flowers from losing their pedals;
Taking away their most hidden of pain
Except for that one…
That one ache in my soul
A rich desire left unfulfilled
Forever frostbitten and caught long-stilled
Frozen in time, as I’m left here alone
Of solitude aching in my rotting bones,
As you smile and wave into your morrow
Your frame is strong, shielding these flowers
Without even hearing their cry in windy song
You can’t ever disappoint me, despite what you believe
Though through this song, I wish for a cease to your leave
The blazing stars are dim as I see your eyes
So full of a life you have yet to live
Those eyes show so much of what you hold in your heart: the sweetness and warmth of a drop of sunshine,
Illuminating my frostbitten soul
I long for more of your melt…
But I am left in the cold as you obliviously move forward
You’ll never know, will you?
You’ll never see how you brought the sunshine into a rotting, frost-covered forest
You’ll never understand how the flowers lean for more of your magic as you pull away
You’ll never truly know how much you mean to this diseased hopeless, who continues to crawl with both the best and worst sickness of all
So go on and walk away!
These rotting diseased bones long for you to stay
But I am not nearly worthy to disturb your path of light…
I should stay where I’ve been, as a creature of this afflicting night
I abhor when you look at me with that warmth in your eyes and those sovereign words
Those words you utter without ruminating what they mean
I abhor it the way I abhor clear weather when the flowers need rain
I’m aware it’s not deliberately in which those sovereign words leave your forbidden lips
Believe me- I’m aware of that
But it still only wakens this disease up my spine
It still sets my heart into flames in a way that burns my bones
I want it- I want it more… I want to hear you say them again… again
But I stand here knowing that you are still oblivious
And you will still desert this storybook hopeless and her disease, to do much more important things outside of this freeze
I say this now as the frostbite thrives in my solitude,
So please walk away and take all that you’ve brought here
Take your warmth and your smile;
Take those sovereign words;
Take away the marks of those starlit eyes
But just leave me two things:
Leave me such memory so I can still see you in my head
You’ve changed everything for me; the least I can do is remember who it was
But also… leave me a promise
A promise that you will go on with your life, and fulfill all of your utmost dreams
I long to see your smile- that special, soft smile before you leave this frost-covered forest
Before you take the lifelong mile
Farther away from me
Look not back at how you’ve tortured me so
Don’t try to even out love’s horrendous fold
Just go away… because with me, that special, dear light will only be snuffed out with the cold
