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Rather personal, so not giving too much insight, poem explains itself in a basic sense. |
I love you These are the words I wish to speak I love you With all my soul With the entirety of my being Throughout my essence Within the deepest temple of my heart Unto the farthest reaches of my spirit Each breath I draw, if only to sing of your radiance Each tear I shed, if only to bear your pain Each step I take, if only to remain at your side Each blow I take, if only to remain your shield and protector, forevermore The speech is formed, the words are ready I open my heart, I bare my soul I reach out, to whomever I find to return my affection, or, at least, to allow me to display the depth of my commitment. But no one is there, nobody at all My speech falls, half-whispered, into the darkness around My words die, barely spoken, never heard My heart bleeds out into the void My soul recoils from the emptiness My songs become cries of lament My tears of sorrow fall like rain My step falters, and I stumble to the side of the path My shield of affection cracks, it’s power withered, and fists of despair break my body I reach out with a battered arm, lift up a beaten face With a hoarse and broken voice, I call from a bloodied mouth My last, desperate, pleading cry reverberates through the emptiness, and is engulfed Alone in the dark, my voice falls mute Alone in the dark, my arm falls limp Alone in the dark, my heart falls still Alone in the dark, I die |