Love Poem for Death 

Love Poem for Death 

The last time I saw you, you were lying there, next to her 

My Mother, the one who had never perceived me or any of my sisters 

I guess that is why I wish to spend all my time in the cold 

In the darkness surrounding my thoughts, and the unknown lands between this world 

And the next-- 

 

The moon rose, casting her pale shadows over my shoulder 

Into the haunting darkness that now was my Mother 

But I couldn’t see you anywhere, not even in the depths of my memories 

Which now were nothing but whispers about something that once was, and would be yet again 

I cried for you, my love-- 

 

Dancing around on the hard soil that now was my Mother 

Spinning in circles until my vision could no longer save me, until I no longer felt my limbs  

I had fallen for your shadow the first time our paths crossed, on the last day of autumn 

Our eyes met, but I felt no fear, no remorse of meeting you so young, so innocent 

Please come to me-- 

 

The days grew dark; dark and long and tasteless 

Of everything I could ever dream 

Was left nothing but a desire, to be held, to be seen, to be loved 

You whispered that I looked like my Mother, but how could I resemble someone who had always loved Life 

I laughed-- 

 

As I am writing this, my sisters have left our home 

My Mother has been rotting for 10 long years, years that do not have a place inside me 

As I am writing this, the dark bottle filled with even darker intentions, lies empty on the side of my bed 

I myself do not sense sadness, but am happy, to be seeing you once and for all 

I cannot wait to be held by you-- 

 

As I fight to keep my eyes open, the murky poison still lingering in my heart 

A heart that keeps beating, but not for the sake of my survival 

But for the thought of dancing with you, on the damp soil that surrounds my last breath 

 

I cannot see, for the veins in my brain have become black, like the shade of your embrace 

As you take me into your arms, for the first and last time  

I know it is you and only you, since you were the only one to ever have touched me 

Death, oh my sweet Death-- 

Why Are You Doing This?

The Creature is Me

The Creature is Me