Tempest

Monday, 14 May 2007

Too far away

I don’t think she even remembers
But I can never forget
Music warbles overhead,
Drifting down like dim snowflakes in midnight.
The violins are razors scratching aluminum underwater.
The day goes down outside.
It’s been a while since I’ve felt so here, so mercilessly now
Time becomes vacuum
Memories glow, then fade, draw forward and then recede like waves.

It would be pointless to explain.
You could never understand, I could never understand.
You’ve never held the husk of her body
Even as the soul lingers between us passages of colour
She in black and white.
You’ve never pried your fingers from her hands.
You’ve never learned the way an ECG screams in that most final silence,
How the gravity of the Earth itself seems to grow and yawn then.

I could never comprehend the satisfaction one could feel destroying themselves
But then I could never understand, I never tried hard enough
And now I’ve run miles
Too far away, selfish in my own unchained melody
Too far away to touch her
Too far away to promise love
Too far away to inspire hope

Too far away.

Fear. I then delve in its deep mists.
And yet again I wonder about my own soul
Not hers, but my own.
I wonder what would happen if she won.
I wonder if it is a matter of winnig or losing.
I wonder what such a moment would mean
If I let the last breaths slip away.
I wonder if at all am even a player.
But I beg her to let me play the game just so I can watch her
Just so I know it isn’t over yet.
But now am too far away.

Too far away.

I have heard cheesy lines.
I have heard of being forgiving and benevolent.
But I never had to be those
For I love her and I chose.
I tell her everyday that I love her
I love her more today than yesterday
But less than tomorrow.

It is eternal.
But then nothing lasts forever.

She can fly.
Such is her spirit.
She has life in her every breath,
In her every story, in her every act.
This too shall be defeated.

I say a fervent prayer
I hope for herculean strength
I wish I could hold her hand
I know she doesn’t need it
But then again callous as I am,
Tis’ my soul that I care about
I think I need it,
But am too far away.

He watches over her every night.
He’s a lamp, he’s a glow of strength
He’ll stand forever strong
He’ll never ask for my support nor my song
He’s torn I know
For he wants me there yet he doesn’t
But he’ll stand by her forever

Silent nights,
As words come undone
I say a little prayer for you
And hope I’ll do right.
But for now,
Am too far away.

Too far away.

Posted by Pavitra :: 18:37 :: 8 comments