08-13-2012, 09:38 PM
Breathless;
silver orbs of air
slip upwards to freedom.
Time is tidal slow,
these last moments diluted,
forever flow.
Distorted faces and
smudged shadows
like the tendrils
of black hair
that drift over my face,
and the shimmering sun
breaks into white patterns,
ethereal, weightless, rushing.
Bound by their holy fears,
let the darkness be free,
blinded by this fall of tears,
but the darkness is me.
floating
All I have is into eternity...
and everything there is black.
silver orbs of air
slip upwards to freedom.
Time is tidal slow,
these last moments diluted,
forever flow.
Distorted faces and
smudged shadows
like the tendrils
of black hair
that drift over my face,
and the shimmering sun
breaks into white patterns,
ethereal, weightless, rushing.
Bound by their holy fears,
let the darkness be free,
blinded by this fall of tears,
but the darkness is me.
floating
All I have is into eternity...
and everything there is black.