A Poem.
The Tower
Vague memories pushed back
I can’t let them drag me deeper yet
The door is carved directly in the tree which I stumble upon
And it opens
I hear faint wispers from the other side of the corridor, I don’t even bother to look
There could be noone there, I just know
No summer has ever touched this side of me
I dont feel cold, yet… Well, I cant feel anything!
Still, I can clearly see my breath to the point were I can almost taste it
This should’nt be - but I know it is all that exists
The Valley of Death that spreads out before me
Winter rule this place
My hands are touching the wall of ice that stands before me
I still can’t feel a thing
Water runs down the side of my arm, I must be warm
I never thought anyone would have the heart to send me here
She was a part of the world
I cant exist in ”normality”, why can’t I be like them?
Why can’t I?
Quick glimpses of perversity flashing through my open mind
I close it quickly
I wonder if my words could ever mean anything anymore to anyone
My mouth opens but I dare not make a sound
I need some hope I tell myself, knowing i’m a liar
But it’s a white lie
I think…
A Castle of Ice towering over me
My hatred fuels me to try to reach it, but I am nothing
And I want to be nothing
Not exist
Not choose sides
Not live forever nor die forever
I guess I was naive, but what else could I be?
But to be naive is to be blinded
I didnt know until it was too late
And here I am
I just noticed the wings on my back
What kind of angel am I?
A fallen one?
I wish not to pledge allegience to the force that put me here
I am forever its enemy
Even if I have to rip my wings of
From Here.
It sort of makes me want to branch out into poetry myself.
Vague memories pushed back
I can’t let them drag me deeper yet
The door is carved directly in the tree which I stumble upon
And it opens
I hear faint wispers from the other side of the corridor, I don’t even bother to look
There could be noone there, I just know
No summer has ever touched this side of me
I dont feel cold, yet… Well, I cant feel anything!
Still, I can clearly see my breath to the point were I can almost taste it
This should’nt be - but I know it is all that exists
The Valley of Death that spreads out before me
Winter rule this place
My hands are touching the wall of ice that stands before me
I still can’t feel a thing
Water runs down the side of my arm, I must be warm
I never thought anyone would have the heart to send me here
She was a part of the world
I cant exist in ”normality”, why can’t I be like them?
Why can’t I?
Quick glimpses of perversity flashing through my open mind
I close it quickly
I wonder if my words could ever mean anything anymore to anyone
My mouth opens but I dare not make a sound
I need some hope I tell myself, knowing i’m a liar
But it’s a white lie
I think…
A Castle of Ice towering over me
My hatred fuels me to try to reach it, but I am nothing
And I want to be nothing
Not exist
Not choose sides
Not live forever nor die forever
I guess I was naive, but what else could I be?
But to be naive is to be blinded
I didnt know until it was too late
And here I am
I just noticed the wings on my back
What kind of angel am I?
A fallen one?
I wish not to pledge allegience to the force that put me here
I am forever its enemy
Even if I have to rip my wings of
From Here.
It sort of makes me want to branch out into poetry myself.