Saturday, September 27, 2008

Empty Nights or Self-Doubt or The Man with the Pen is Dead (Part 3 Final)

My dream is finished; I’ve found my rest
I’ve ascertained the answer to pass the test
My dream is finished; I’ve found my rest
I’ve ascertained the answer to pass the test

Her kiss locked my lips; I understood the properties of inertia
What was I to do? So, I released my lips to kiss back
All fear and desire to end my simple, confused, life had been intercepted
By this basic token, from an unknown girl, being accepted

She took my hand and led me away from the palisades
I followed her warmth and scent perpetually along the way
Who is this girl? Why was she there to seize my conflict?
But it was useless to understand such love I couldn’t realistically depict

Slowly her hand began to slip, but I wasn’t fazed
I still followed her through the thick air in my condition of dazed
The wind wisped her feet and faded her body from me
I remained still as she finally left nothing for me to see

My mind closed with the peace that I had been long waiting for
And I awoke with no appetite to feed my depression anymore
Still unsettled, but I am content with the world
And whatever happens is welcome to be unfurled

I now decipher this girl didn’t love me in the sense of Eros
But rather in Agape for her self-sacrificing actions to stop me from my ghost
And I gather that she valued my life as many of my good friends
But I’m thankful that this happened to show me life didn’t have to end

I’m not sure how much I can trust myself anymore
But I am optimistic about the future
And in the wake of self-doubt comes some sort of confidence
That I don’t understand, but I embrace with open arms

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