My FarewellI think that I should like to watch the black blood dripping from my veinsNot just because it would be the end But For once I could say I was proved right I am different! I cannot survive your well-meaning insanity Your attempt to be fair Your success at only dehumanizing For my blood runs black in my veins The ink that stains this paper Into thoughts and dreams If only lost ones... Here Read my lifeblood on this page And tell me there is a better way than this Death I think that death must be like Red corduroy Harsh, glaring Rigid, rough and coarse At first sight At first (hesitant) touch But if Death is embraced How soft, I cry! How comforting- and warm! So very unlike the green gauzy silk of life Which is beautiful Gentle, soft and smooth But so thin So cold and insubstantial And the austere dazzling brilliancy Of the sun in the sky That is life A coldly delirious brightness that holds no hope... No! no, that's not for me I do not know I have never tasted truly but I think that it is the glimmer of starlight on water That endless timeless space beyond the sky and the tender drifting oblivion far past the horizon I do not wonder at Ophelia and her choice of sleep For Death is like a cradle The arms of a mother Welcoming her child back into her heart You cannot tell me we are the same - After all, we all bleed red, don't we? - No For the color of my blood is black I am not like you I cannot live on borrowed hope When I know there is no more love So let me go Let me escape this pain And hear the sound of my tears falling My blood flowing And the slowing beat of my heart To the rhythm of my song That strange haunting Music Of a Broken Love Copyright 2003 Anaildubh |