Another Spark Fades Away
He has nothing to complain about,
He lives a good life,
Yet echoing in his mind is a single shout,
Which throws upon him ages of strife.
All this time, I chased after this spark with a relentless force,
Only now do I realize that I was blinded by beauty,
My mind raced with perfect possibilities, now racked with remorse,
As I fall down this pit, to the end in me,
I wasn’t cautious- NO! I wasn’t strong enough,
To hold back my emotion, and let our friendship be,
I’d said I’d bite back on the bullet, no matter how tough,
I feel inside me, these words, these phrases, this key.
You are a reflection of ugliness, meant nothing more than to be a joke,
No matter how powerful you think you are, on your own darkness you will choke.
Its right, a friendship destroyed is all I’ve wrought,
For dreaming to be anything more than rot,
The weight that is crushing me slowly has surely increased,
Of all things, my breathing I wish to cease.
All of space and time converge to form this trembling chunk of metal in my hand,
This fragment, a world of possibilities can be ended, so glorious and grand,
Although I see only shadow at the end of this hole,
It’s finally in my power to make people stop pretending, and be whole.
All put on a show for the jester, who is trying his best,
To make them happy, and clean up his mess,
But yet every time before he goes to take a rest,
He hears their true thoughts, the darkness is the only thing he can caress,
“What a pitiful creature, so lowly and troublesome,
Thank God it can’t feel, now that would be a problem,
Imagine how horrid, it would be,
If the thing announced feelings for me.â€
I thought if all was lost, at least I could help the future,
Be kind to all, push myself to the limit,
But what am I to the beautiful, A cur,
And the only thing my life does to them is inhibit,
So maybe, finally, I can do something good.
As the spark fades away from my vision, I can no longer distinguish,
Between the concentrated suppressed rage and me,
As I aim down the sights, I know I won’t miss,
And force this specter out, and become redeemed.
For as the spark fades away, I want to see not, another day.
