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by Skye Haerrington
I cry out in the darkness, I am alone
and yet I'm not. I feel your presence
surround me, you listen to my every thought
all I want is to hear your voice. I
can't sleep, the past will consume me
and I'll be back where I had been. I'll
drown in my sorrows and surface with the
banishing light of day. Oh day, you
imperfect force, you rid me of thoughts
of the past so that I may again
look ahead of me to the future. I
dread the nights. the past hits me
like a tidal wave and I drown
in what I had long ago known.
Those who rejoice in memories
come, sit by my side, spend a
night in the depths of my personal hell.
my love, my lost one, sit on the throne
by my side. It has been empty since
I've been banished to a world without
you. I strain for a sound. You
could free me from the hell within
myself where you are both the captor
and the liberator. All I want to hear is
your voice. A cry in the night and I
am awakened, making an artificial
light of the banishing day to surround me
where you once had been and keep me
safe from what I may do to myself
and what you may do to me. I drown
slowly in the anecdotes of the past.
Save me precious day, set me free.