It is the nothing

The Darkness

The slim passage between bliss and twilight

The heartbeat in my ears

The pulse in my neck

A quickened pace

Faster than my pen

Slower than my mind

Tonight I dreamt of a Queen

Alone, perched atop a throne of lies

Convinced that she can win the war of roses

The pressure closing in on her

I can feel her

Brooding

In her own falsities

Lost in the deep where light is not our friend

The abyss

The place where enemies lose sight of what is just and what is true

The Nothing

The void that a lover leaves agape when they leave your life

The hole that seemingly has no bottom

Falling and falling

For love and for suffering

It is Elysian fields in the night

Winds softly graze the land

Christ like in her own ignorance

Tears of blood

Streaming down her beautiful face

Streaming

Stream

She never paid the toll to the river man

For she cannot cross the Styx

The deafening boom that screams when no words are spoken

Buried in sorrow

Hidden in unshakable faith

Iniquity slotted in freedom

Based in the belief of death

Of a friend

Of a lover

Of a life

That she can no longer control

I release you from your bonds of love…

Into The Quiet

 

Daymyen Tyler Layne 4:52am 1/28/13