I Was There

What did the raven say as you laid your soul bare to the trees stoic in the woods? Did the stream run to you embrace you give you solace as your hot tears bled into your trembling mouth? Who saw you that they could murmur to themselves how hauntingly sad… surely they would never dare. Where did you bury the razors you chewed on…where? they will never decay you said they will never decay. How dare the sun! inform on you as you wept alone in that forest of woe your secret sadness unfurled. I was there choking on your your weeping I gazed and longed and ached dying and praying to kill the despair that suffocated the air within you. But then the raven drowned in the stream bleak hellish wings ripped from the air stifled, killed dead in the murmur.