LOVELYDARKDEEP
will you gnaw off your own leg to escape the trap?
- Mar 20, 2024
- 68
Perhaps some of you might appreciate it. I'm pretty pleased with how it turned out and it seemed a shame to have it go unread. Feel free to do with it as you will.
Solitude is the cloak that preserves me from pain
Formed in the places where vultures reign
In the shade of their wings I find my protection
Kept by their vigil I won't know rejection
If you find yourself trapped in some twisting lair
Don't waste your days weeping over what isn't fair
You can get accustomed to flying at night
You'll learn how to move without any light
I know that I'm broken and won't be the same
The nails may be gone but the holes still remain
Too little, too late, and half were copper
That type of wound can't be sealed with a stopper
I tried to go on as half of a man
A cedar that's green on only part of its span
But the strangled side makes for excellent tinder
And fire seems warmest in the dead of winter
If a tree falls in the forest will it make a sound?
Will it stifle its cries if someone's around?
Don't grieve for too long, it's all in the past
When all's said and done, nothing good lasts
So bear witness to this, my final confession
I killed myself slowly as a kind of concession
I bore the malaise, the aches, the fatigue
All that to give them enough time to grieve
Velvety vines line the way to my crypt
Growing well in the dim light of the eclipse
Genus and dosage carefully assayed
Intellect wielded as sharp as a blade
I've always preferred to bear my burdens alone
Despite knowing I'd fail to keep my pain my own
So please don't resent me for pushing you away
You wouldn't have been able to coax me to stay
But bygones are bygones and the die has been cast
This is the secret I held to my last
All the king's doctors and all the king's men
Weren't given the chance to make me whole again
If there's any one thing that can give you reprieve
A source of comfort that you can believe
Know that at long last I've found my release
From the agony I endured now that I rest in peace.
Solitude is the cloak that preserves me from pain
Formed in the places where vultures reign
In the shade of their wings I find my protection
Kept by their vigil I won't know rejection
If you find yourself trapped in some twisting lair
Don't waste your days weeping over what isn't fair
You can get accustomed to flying at night
You'll learn how to move without any light
I know that I'm broken and won't be the same
The nails may be gone but the holes still remain
Too little, too late, and half were copper
That type of wound can't be sealed with a stopper
I tried to go on as half of a man
A cedar that's green on only part of its span
But the strangled side makes for excellent tinder
And fire seems warmest in the dead of winter
If a tree falls in the forest will it make a sound?
Will it stifle its cries if someone's around?
Don't grieve for too long, it's all in the past
When all's said and done, nothing good lasts
So bear witness to this, my final confession
I killed myself slowly as a kind of concession
I bore the malaise, the aches, the fatigue
All that to give them enough time to grieve
Velvety vines line the way to my crypt
Growing well in the dim light of the eclipse
Genus and dosage carefully assayed
Intellect wielded as sharp as a blade
I've always preferred to bear my burdens alone
Despite knowing I'd fail to keep my pain my own
So please don't resent me for pushing you away
You wouldn't have been able to coax me to stay
But bygones are bygones and the die has been cast
This is the secret I held to my last
All the king's doctors and all the king's men
Weren't given the chance to make me whole again
If there's any one thing that can give you reprieve
A source of comfort that you can believe
Know that at long last I've found my release
From the agony I endured now that I rest in peace.
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