Through the mist of sleep, my eyes were forced to gaze
Upon such an image of beauty that my heart did so shamelessly crave
I realised I was just a touch away from paradise in its iniquitous extreme
But it was as I reached out to her that I was shaken, and woken from my dream.
With lonely frozen tears into sleep once more I did descend
Searching for the dream that I could not find, or could I comprehend
Chilled I lay, impossible to move, as entrapped without hope I was enclosed
I begged for life. I cried for warmth, but there was no pity in the voices that arose.
When my conscience stopped regretting the past a path was shown ahead
But a voice cried out with caution—‘The path is not straight. Be careful how you tread’
Deep inside the shadows great arched ceilings could I see
And there beneath the last high vault lay a figure that looked just the same as me.
Confused was how I felt. Suspicious of everything I’d ever tried
It was as if the life I thought I knew had suddenly turned on me and lied
Did nothing count as honourable? Was there no truth in what was said?
Was it no lie when I overheard you saying that you wished for me to be dead?
Under this arch, do you come to find me in the arms of a waiting death?
Do you wish I plead for life? Or should I plead for breath?
No, not either! You know me too well, I ask not what you can give
My dying wish is not for love from you, but yes, you are perceptive.
My memory may have eroded but love was never a friend of mine
My illusion did nothing to excite me. It was dull, it was tedious, it was anodyne
Failure was the key. To fail without love is not failure, it is a death that awaits
Life was an illusion. Death leads into a form of life, where…Is it death that life creates?
A wretched and torn memory watches over the body as it fades away
It has always been like that and that’s how it will always stay
Any strength you had will become a weakness as your dust returns to earth
It was not you, it was life that started to kill me from the day my mother gave birth.
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