Lake of Sorrow
I dived down into the lake of sorrow, deeper than I ever thought I would
I chose words of a loser, as I'd never known I could
I saw my dream bleed uncontrolled, not that I really should
but, all this,
I did.
I felt my heart die faster than the speed of the light
I saw my sun turn black, darker than the night
I was lost, and scared, in a newfound reality
yes, all this,
I did,
to me.
I lost my faith and hope, like never before
I lost my truth and my love, my deepest part, and more
I lost my Self in my lake of sorrow, and saw it drown all alone
all this, I did,
within.
I hung my self, a symbolic suicide, in the ancient tree
I sacrificed my heart and mind, everything that’s me
I left my soul forever changed, unable to see
yes, all this,
I allowed,
in me.
I gave up my dreams and thoughts,
or was it you that took them away?
I gave up my minutes and hours,
or was it you that took my day?
I gave up my life for all I believed,
or was it you, that never let me be?
but gave up,
I did,
inside me.
So my existence became a memory, yet fading as days passed by
my life was an ancient poem; a fading breath, a whispering sigh
Your betrayal filled the hole, and it locked the door, turning my truth into a lie
This, YOU did,
to me.
So, I spoke in the winds that blew through your hair,
and in the tears that caressed your eyes
I asked;
"Aren't you just sick of lies?"
Then, I screamed in the thunders that scared your nights,
and in the lightning over the skies
I asked;
"Aren't you just tired of lies?"
For, I was in everything around you,
even in that which you had inside
Your deeds
were the reason
"We" died.
Copyright © Skye Awenborn | Year Posted 2022
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