Perhaps an age lost in memory,
I'd gladly get lost in the vast sea
As long as i return to your shore.
But now I can't for any longer
Stay adrift in madness and endure
This heavy, choking, sinking feeling
Of the oceans' depths suffocating.
On your shore I once did try to light
A fire that would burn, and burn so bright.
But it was a flame you did not want;
One I deprived 'til its body gaunt.
It couldn't be the fire for your winter,
Nor the light for a dark starless night,
Nor caring heat in face of defeat;It was a flame you never needed.
But I could not kill it totally,
I am weak.
I just let the embers glow and fly
Nourishing it when it should have died.
Tending it was an effort in vain
Like how lanterns fall from the heavens,
Or how paper boats sink into sea.
All my hopes were just wishful thinking.
Oh, my beloved a cocktail of bane.
Left to my own I would probably
Burn until nothing is left of me.
Thank God someone told me not to dwell
And pulled me out of this little hell.
So tonight I'll kill this flame fully.
No ember nor dust nor spark will fly
So long as they could again ignite.
Let forever pass, it will not light,
For I shall bury this flame with firm resolve.
And maybe one day when I return,
Listen for me knocking on your door.
I'll greet you with my smile and humor.
Please, do tell me stories I adore;
Holding in my hand a piece of coal,
Once bright red and hot, now black and burned.