I arise from dreams of you
In the first deep sleep of the night
When the winds murmur low
And the moon is glowing bright
I arise from dreams of you
And in your spirit I awake
And quake
At the bleak condition of my
Deep, abiding anger.
I am angry at you
I am angry at everything.
I am so... afraid.
I’m taking back my heart
Since you are so good at ignoring it
I know now you won't part
With part of yours, while I’m adoring it
Are you like Sibyl? Or blindly adamant?
Am I invisible or insignificant?
Don’t use me like your other friend
Who’s heart thrives on pining
Lets let the suffering end
I’m not as good at whining
This is the last you’ll hear from me
But when we meet, I’ll smile, I’ll say hello
And from your eyes you’ll never see
My new distance will not show
Wandering whispers in the air
A dark silent near-stream of breath
Wondering wanton warning fair
A dank resilient near-scream of death
Plunge into the deep demure
Die, faint, fall, fail
Let my love let me go
And let me fade to pale
Go on so strong and sure
Now let my lifeless spirit fall
And break my heart no more