Monday, February 9, 2015

Reawakening the Dormant Devil

When I thought I could live alone,
Cold to the core and solid to the bone,
I find myself weak and vulnerable,
And everything else insufferable.

But it is in this weakness that I know,
It is my strength that must grow,
For alone I live and die,
On no one I can rely.

Though it was solitude which I sought,
Loneliness was what I gained,
For so long and for nothing I have fought,
For nothing I'm now completely drained.

My little star lost behind the clouds,
My heart and soul lost behind unknown crowds,
Again in despair I sink,
Only hopelessness for me to drink.

But the world moves on, and so will I,
No time to mope and no time to cry,
I'll press on alone as I've always done,
Till my heart and I are finally one.

No comments: