Faustus Reflections

I stare in to the eyes of darkness
Hypnotized by fear
And it is the depth that gets me
Magnetic pull is in the air
I see a black hole sitting
At the edge of milky way
Like a sneaky predator
Waiting for a pray 
Ripples going down in circles
Like majestic curved stairs
Of the gothic palace
Suck me in and swallow
Like a trapped lonely bird
I try to escape
But it is too late
I am in the whirlwind
Of fiery descend 
Breathing choky sulfur 
The death scent
I am falling down 
Accelerating
Like a heavy stone 
Cast down the hill
By a raging storm
And I melt in the mist 
Of primal icy hail

The wind in my ears
Sings a song of love
And scattered petals 
Of intoxicating 
Blooming flowers
Land on my eyes
So I can’t see the pastel
Frozen water lilies
Framing the picture
Of the beautiful world 
That I knew before 
Which no longer exists
It was consumed by desire
To open the secret doors 
And explore
In the depth of psyche 
I still see the image 
Of the world that I loved
I try to etch it in my heart
So I can have it 
In my soul frozen
In a small droplet of ice
When I no longer am

I always wanted to know
The soul of darkness
So that I could throw 
It far away into the 
Distant murky madness
Of abandoned world
Opening the windows
Of a lonely soul
That was trying to escape
The prison of its own
Desire to know

Copyright © Ruta Skendeliene | Year Posted 2016

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