For far too long
I linger on the edge.
Go on then. This is why you came.
How can you still be here? Pathetic.
Tonight is when it happens, when I die.
A thousand slumber behind me,
One more soon to follow
This barren tree to oblivion.
Below me is darkness
Below are rocks.
Below is the Void, calling like a Siren:
Do it.
Jump.
Everything will be better.
Peace I no longer find
Here surrounded by the dead.
I yearn for their rest-
So join them. Join them at last!
To Gaea I must return,
Even if she hasn’t called.
“I’ll do it,” comes the whisper.
My voice is not my own.
I take a jagged breath,
And snatch a final glimpse of stars
This is my final sight.
What comes next will be
Without pain, without sorrow.
I can’t turn away, not even as I fall
Fall
Back into that cozy hill.
Breath comes shallow, and tears go
Gracelessly. I couldn’t do it. Not yet.
It was in that vision I felt
Warmth I’d never known.
The stars seemed to hum
A soothing lullaby.
“Louder,” I plea. “LOUDER!”
Nothing replies, nothing but weeping.
Many lifetimes I lay there
Swaddled by Gaea
Made complacent by the Sky
Until the wind warns
Of seasons soon to change.
The air is like a knife
Prompting a hasty retreat.
I pick my way past tombs
And crypt, thinking of my return.
Not to this place of death,
But to that place, the one that I felt.
It was later I realized
That feeling I felt
Was homesickness.
But how? I’ve never been to space!
Perhaps one day though, I will
Return there to that place.
The one that felt like home.
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