I regret to say that I had no choice
But to kill you, quell that irksome voice;
The cold stone floor eclipsed all the bliss
As I watched you fall lifelessly through the abyss
But I think, I hope, it didn’t cause much pain
After all it is a much traversed lane
For you, your dreams and your foolish hope
And the thousand sharp blades you were forced to cope
I looked at you and couldn’t bear
That unspoken torment and veiled despair
You would have died anyway
At a torpid pace, rotting a bit each day.
I feared the lament of your numb eyes
And shirked away from the echoes of your silent cries
I see the unjust creepers writhing in your inside
Plotting, scheming, blocking out the light
Of life, of love and all those songs
As you lay dying in the nights so long
Stop! I beg, please no more
In such serrated bits my heart you tore
They sting, they bite, they cut through me
And yet I’m bound despite your plea
I have to, by some means, free your soul
When the lights dim, it haunts me, that infernal ghoul
I bury your corpse with every sunrise
And a tarnished you comes back, clinging on to lies.
Fool! Begone, you own nothing here
A bit more dismembered you’ll be I fear
Why don’t you learn and stay afar
Imprison yourself in an impervious tower
The little that remains would see the light
And hide from that mirage, and the humour’s plight.
It stabs me to death, your preposterous lunacy
And we are kicked and struck by death with glee.
Forgive me! As I see no other path
I’ve come to dread your martyrdom’s aftermath
Know that with this I cease to be too
Though more lenient it is than the poison you brew
My laugh, my light, my touch would be gone
The cadaver would merely breathe in the sand and thorns
And mature to become a monster of the pit
But then, that’s just how you would fit
In these cavernous smothering tunnels of hellfire
Where numerous such demons were sired
To cage, and mock and rape fools like you
And so, I’m sorry, but I had to, I had to
As my breath recedes on the cold stone floor
And you drown away from the lifeless shore
I smile as I saved a little of you
And set the bird free against the skies so blue
To fly away from the burning bodies and hair
The shell that is left behind will survive there
A drop of your innocence is frozen in my heart
And I’m happy that you always played your part
You failed, but see, that the chains were stronger
Do what you may; you could never feed the hunger
Of the soulless men of this earth
They would suck you dry yet curse your birth.
I slaughtered you, and I plead guilty
to have saved you from the reins of an absurd slavery.
None but I would survive your loss
And find you, once I swim through this malign gloss
So, find peace in your death and in my rest
Bloom in the flowers and nap in the lost nest
Of true bliss, beauty, hidden in the alcove
Of the soft plush meadows and Love's treasure trove.
