To you, YellowCoat. -NN
-1 Towers, do they melt the heart,
or do they turn it to stone?
I believe they're beautiful,
even though I'm trapped behind them.
-5 I feel safe, though, confident,
I wished never to give thse up,
to lose their comfort, their protection,
the safety they place inside me.
-9 My rock, my asylum,
My my sanctuary, my peace,
my creme', my yan,
the cheese in my cake... wait, what?
-13 well, however you put it,
I find them beautiful,
strong, but peaceful,
safe but gently.
-17 I remember them beng warm, comforting,
as I slipped inside,
to forever lose sight of what was outside,
to be locked inside of close encounters.
-21 When the guards outside shut the door,
I found my last image of the world beautiful,
Swirling shades of blue and yellow,
in a tango of nature.
-25 after that, it was dark,
so heavily dark,
I couldn't make out anything farther than an outstretched hand,
so close, so far.
-29 and It felt amazing,
the dark was so thick,
it wrapped around me,
so heavy, it even tasted sweet, like chocolate.
-33 I could swear it wrapped around me,
as if in a hug, maybe an embrace,
for darkness is so very lonely,
so often forgetten, left out.
-37 I mean, It's there when we sleep,
but we're sleeping, we're unconcious,
we don't care if darkness wants to chat, say hi,
even when it begs us to listen.
-41 That night, as I walked up to my room,
And I wrapped up in a blanket to sleep in,
I listened to the dark,
And what it had to say.
-45 So many tales, so many stories,
Triumphs, failures, victories, miseries,
I trailed off into my dreams as it continued on,
And I would have stayed asleep.
-49 I had remembered, though,
The guards had told me there’d be no blankets for bed.
I jolted forward,
Waking from my slumber.
-53 There was a thin blanket around me,
It was quite clear,
But, what was it?
Had the guards lied?
-57 Sure enough, when I tried to feel it,
It evaporated into the thin air,
And, somehow, I stayed warm,
And, again, I felt dark’s embrace.
-61 Am… am I mad?
Have I gone insane?
I feel darkness wrap around me,
As I lay in a bed,
-65 Locked away behind the walls of a tower,
towering over me, all around me.
Maybe it was the look,
The darkness’, of course.
-69 I mean, he had eyes,
Yes, darkness is a he,
Um, I call him Willy,
Because I can’t will him to be here, he just is.
-73 I remember… Blue, yes,
They were blue eyes,
Swirling amazing, yes,
They were amazing.
-77 Whenever I went to bed,
Willy was there,
With a story, with comfort,
Even a blanket of warmth.
-81 I would always drift off to sleep then,
As he told these tales of his,
From his youth,
From his childhood.
-85 In the towers, there was a breeze,
A faint one, but there no doubt,
And sometimes, when darkness was dormant,
I would listen to its voice.
-89 The wind’s voice is so much sweeter than dark’s,
Like rose sugar or wine,
While the dark was more like chocolate,
Heavy, but still tasty.
-93 It weaved through the towers,
Slinking through every knick and knack,
Every corner, every crack,
Luring me to follow.
-97 Sometimes, I did, just for the fun.
I’m so sorry willy,
I let my curiosity come over me,
Take me, consume me, like you’d once done.
-101 I followed the Wind’s pull,
As it luired me to the walls,
Where the cold stones brushed up against my skin,
Alien, unwanted, harsh.
-105 It was weird, but, light, it was coming back,
Sight…? I could see!
It was so dork, I was only moving with the floor,
Mapping my surroundings.
-109 But, now I could see,
It was strange, but wind lured me to light,
Heavenly, pure, loving light,
Forgiving, innocent, caring light!
-113 Light? Yes, it was there,
The darkness was fading away.
Willy was fading,
My mind, right then, started to blur.
-117 His once blue eyes now turned to paleness,
Misty and dead.
His warmth, soothing and eerie,
Was now burning and unforgiving.
-121 My head felt heavier now,
Pressing down on my neck,
The hot biting at me now,
Nibbling bits out of me.
-125 I had held in this gasp for a long time,
But I let it out then,
And I guess Wind had heard me,
For he blew out Willy’s invisible candle.
-129 I was burning no more,
His eyes had blinked its last,
His hot breath no longer on my neck,
I head, no longer, his voice.
-133 I saw the window out ahead,
Where Wind had lured me,
Had I seen it sooner,
I would’ve come home.
-137 But, nonetheless, here I was,
At a window, far away from the dark,
Light, filling me up,
Helping me out of a hole of no escape.
-141 So, I asked wind, “How do I jump?
How do I jump out of a hole in which you can’t escape?”
He answered with a whisper,
“Don’t jump in.”
-145 He faded, lingering by my side,
Winding between my fingers,
And, as I had felt dark’s embrace,
I felt his, wind’s, light’s.
-149 So, here I am,
Sitting right beside you,
The doctor said I could go home tomorrow,
And I’ll be all better.
-153 I guess I saw the window all along,
I just never cared to go.
Until the day I did,
I’d blocked it out with Willy.
-157 I guess you can say I’m over him,
I believe it’s true.
I mean, it’ll still hurt for a while,
But, lesson learned, I feel nothing for him.
-161 Now, I cherish something else,
Life before the towers,
Swirling shades of Blue,
Eyes that have been there all along.
-165 Yellow, beautiful yellow,
Such a strong color, for happiness,
And as long as he’s here with me,
Yellow will suit me just fine. -168
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