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Breathe A faceless one roams for my soul |
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The air is dense behind me |
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It follows, brooding, a presence that clamours for |
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And strikes at my soul |
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Shadows slant, the darkness clings and coiled |
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Hiding in corners it conjures none but fear |
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Yet my muted children testify, the everlasting |
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Not a sound to my ears yet my spirit is defeated |
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By cacophonous chatter |
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It follows and strikes at my soul |
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It follows |
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Give me silence |
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Why can I never rest from this aloof pursuer? |
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Please give me my peace |
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A wavering shadow |
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I wake to find it looming |
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Touched but never held |
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Its hand stops my breath |
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I am mourning, my eyes are stained |
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I feel his sacred tears upon me |
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His sobs strike against my heart |
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The faceless, haunts me |
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Scared but perfect and beautiful |
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I see the face of... |
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Lashed with my every burden |
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The air is dense before me |
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I cannot deny |
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But can I embrace? |