Poetry Collection

Aground Above

I touch the sky at last, and yet when I turn behind,
I see a gap in the clouds, I feel an absence in my mind,
I taste the stars and their light, and yet entombed in dark,
Stand I across the majesty,
Yet missing still my Lark.
My crumpled wing bleeds no more,
My balance since restored,
At last I know what it means to fly,
Yet only with you did I soar.
My jostled heart bears many scars,
Of lashing tongues and hands,
But still in the name of your sweet song,
I swear I will withstand.
I wish I were a better man,
One that brought not out your tears,
Forever and Always, I will regret,
The day I joined your fears.
I long to hold you in my arms,
But my arms are broken now,
I swore to you I'd do no harm,
But alas, I broke my vow.
My frigid corpse devoid of life,
Serves only to never forget,
The day I turned you, my wife,
Into my funeral fleurette.
My old self did die that day,
When I spoke those wretched words,
When I turned left and you, ever right,
I left my love in sherds,
Forever and Always, will I remain,
The loneliest, most damned of cowards.
I ran away with spirit low yet chin turned ever high,
Though now aground I strike my scalp,
In anguish I ask why.
If ever I have earned it,
I plead then to the sky,
May the forever in the always,
Never pass me by.
May the always in forever,
Give me ample time.
Forever and Always,
Will I adore,
For I love you very much.