Silent Nightmare
With a candle blown out,
Comes a scream that no one hears.
Like a whisper in the dark,
Is like my heart. Broken. Shattered.
It's a nightmare. But it's my nightmare.
For a moment,
just onemoment,
I let myself slip,
into a darkness that envelops me.
That in which is nothing,
but in all certainty, is something.
A blissful melody,
that sweeps over me.
And then again there is light.
A candle. Re-lit.
A candle, re-lit, that carries me,
Back into my silent nightmare.
Alii
One Day
One day, two teenage boys held hands, standing on a bridge.
They silently say goodbye, to a world who can't accept.
They whisper sweet nothings, as looking into an endless sea
Of people who don't understand. Of people who they wish,
Oh so much, would understand. They kiss. Then part.
And all of a sudden, there's too much. Too much to take in.
To rationalize. To think about. All they can do is squeeze hands,
Impossibly tighter. The only thing keeping them standing is
Each other. Each other's strength. Which is now worn down,
heavy, and then gone.
Loving each other entirely too much, they jumped,
The weights on their feet pulling them down,
Into an eternal embrace.
One day, two teenage boys held hands, and stood on a bridge.
Then jumped. Alii