Very bizarre poem. Beware. The ~~~~~~~ things are dividers between pov's.
The River of Night's Dreaming
Not even the breath of life could save me now
The curtain, my way out,
so far, yet so close
My roses are gone, the desire barely stirring
The night closing in
The night, once my haven of beauty and glory
Now turned against me
Even my children turn on me
Now even my passions turn on me
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I grow weary of this world
Where inferior minds dominant an ignorant world
His passion so strong
His hate so powerful
Caught in a void between
Pleasure and betrayal
Or freedom and guilt
Home so far away
My life so far away
I grow weary of this world
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He had to be stopped
Squished like the rest of the race before
They rule us all and take away the true beauty
Inferior beings of Earth!
His rose and my candy, both disappearing
In a cloud of blind desire
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It has been done
The deed has been accomplished
What we have endured
Pain and pleasure
Whippings and joys
All mixed in to celebrate
Being yourself
She has been sacrificed
And him and his creation
It has been done
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In my final moments
Of myself,
Drowned in a pool
Of endless depth
Lost in a maze
Of a thousand wrong turns
My confessions many
And admirers few
The beam of red death
Has taken it's toll
The undefeatable
The biochemist
Lays at your feet
In surrender
In hopes that I, too
Will go home
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And so the tale goes, says the Denton Affair
The facts all laid out, now raw and bare.
The trembling power of one triumphant mind
Who lead us in ourselves to find
What lies just beneath the surface.
The River of Night's Dreaming
Not even the breath of life could save me now
The curtain, my way out,
so far, yet so close
My roses are gone, the desire barely stirring
The night closing in
The night, once my haven of beauty and glory
Now turned against me
Even my children turn on me
Now even my passions turn on me
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I grow weary of this world
Where inferior minds dominant an ignorant world
His passion so strong
His hate so powerful
Caught in a void between
Pleasure and betrayal
Or freedom and guilt
Home so far away
My life so far away
I grow weary of this world
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He had to be stopped
Squished like the rest of the race before
They rule us all and take away the true beauty
Inferior beings of Earth!
His rose and my candy, both disappearing
In a cloud of blind desire
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It has been done
The deed has been accomplished
What we have endured
Pain and pleasure
Whippings and joys
All mixed in to celebrate
Being yourself
She has been sacrificed
And him and his creation
It has been done
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In my final moments
Of myself,
Drowned in a pool
Of endless depth
Lost in a maze
Of a thousand wrong turns
My confessions many
And admirers few
The beam of red death
Has taken it's toll
The undefeatable
The biochemist
Lays at your feet
In surrender
In hopes that I, too
Will go home
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And so the tale goes, says the Denton Affair
The facts all laid out, now raw and bare.
The trembling power of one triumphant mind
Who lead us in ourselves to find
What lies just beneath the surface.
