The Fire That Consumes

The last time that I saw you
You were headed for the dark
Fighting off the sunrise
Dying for a deadly spark

Tinder wet with teardrops
You were aching but to burn
Frost upon the window pane
That wants to quench its thirst

The last time that I saw you
You were near to the abyss
Wanting but to see your soul
The way it truly is

A desperate search to find yourself
A hopeless hope to be
You wanted to dissolve yourself
Into an empty sea

But don't you know, you doubter
That despair only destroys
Oh don't you know, within you
Underneath all of this noise

There is a seed so hollow
That bears fruit of self unseen
For this you search, oh doubter
In this, all your wandering

Will find its end
For there lies truth
Within one bitter taste of fruit
Within the self-destruction
That impossible induction
That you are
Only this
And nothing more

Your own

    Darkness
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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