"Black & White"
(1218 | 030820)And I left the temple of Heaven
Wandered into the world, the Earth; Home of Humans
Hours, Days, Weeks, Months, and Years
Uncared for, lost and hungeredCame he, the bringer of light
He held me his hand
And waited, days, weeks, months, and years
I concededHe led me to his Kingdom of Darkness
He offered me warm and tasty food,
Whereas I used to eat cold and stale ones-- to control my appetite, they said.
Then he led me to his bed, plump pillows and thick blankets-- All for you, he says.I turned from the light
Sought refuge in the darkness
And he welcomed me with open arms then and again
I had a place to stay, a place to call my homeI had freedom with my light inside me
The broken halo twisted and turned
"I love you" he whispered to me so lovingly and I felt the pain deep within his heart
"But you have to go"I wasn't willing to leave and he knew
"You don't belong here, and how foolish of me to think that I can have you by my side forever..."
"Don't you love me anymore? Did I do something wrong? I want to be here..."
"When I held your hand that time, oh, I thought to myself, wasn't I just evil? Tempting this angel..."I left to fend for myself
He left me thirsty for everything he'd used to just give me so willingly
I ascended to higher planes at every step
And I found this wounded fellowOne of theirs--
One of mine... but no longer.
And I offered him my hand,
He took it with recognitionPulled away hastily
Seeing my twisted halo
Yet he stayed by my side as we searched for our paths
It took hours, days, weeks, months, and years...
And I thought to myself
He's been too comfortable with me and has learned of my hunger
He's sought refuge with my presence
"Aren't I just evil? Tempting this angel..."(1243)
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Not A Goodbye
PoetryStuck between a goodbye and a promise to stay, and it became too overwhelming to make any sense so I wrote. I wrote again and again, multiple times within a day or another, until it became this. I'm not done writing, but at least the feelings have c...