Completed: 1-28-04
Come to Me, Part II
I see you standing there,
Another arrow drawn for me
Kikyo is here
She has come for me
Will she drag me into Hell?
Will she weave her terrible spell?
Will she demand my soul to sell?
Helpless standing now before her
Dangerous with powers pure
Death to be delivered sure
To the dead she must return
Or in hell my heart will burn
Should I?
Can I?
Send her to the grave?
Claws and fangs to drive her down
So by her I won't be bound
So my true love can be found
Kagomeā¦
She has come and she is close
To this place she is drawing near
Though unsure and full of fear
Again I call, so come to me
Come to me and set me free
Or else again I will be bound
Lost again and never found
In darkness deep, in silence complete
Never again to take my feet.
In Stygian sleep, alone, not waking
My lonely heart, free for the taking
Kikyo, a form of clay
A restless soul that comes to stay
Kagome, I reach for you,
Kagome, my only hope.
Author's note (very important): As with 'Come to Me', everything in this poem is symbolic. No, I do not plan on killing anyone, especially not the one represented by Kikyo. That, too, is symbolic. I wrote this recently because the story that inspired me to write 'Come to Me' has just taken a new and surprising twist, whereas I thought the damn thing was over. Maybe I'm just paranoid and making too big a deal out of things, but then again, this poem was written the same day it all went down. I'll probably see things differently in the morning. For all reading this, I think it's transparent enough to understand the meaning behind it, but if you need clarification, feel free to email me at the address in my profile.
