2016

Tell me
Tell me.
Am I taking the right path?

Tell me-
Would you be proud? Or would you beat down on me, reprimanding me?

The winter is coming
with the company of the rain
all in November
And on the twenty-sixth day...
perhaps you can tell me
if I'll be alright?

Ghosts and phantoms of my being
constantly swarm around me
in the building where
it never stops pouring
and where the walls are vaguely white.
Yet-
Not once has your ghost abashed me.
Tell me
are we truly at peace?

Tell me
If my eyes have changed.
And if so- what does that mean this time?

I look at your book
of lessons
And I can't see the words
They're blurry
Just like my memories of you.
I am to write over the hazy letters
depicting my own plan.
The sky could witness to a thriving
occurrence of pandemonium with
every word I utter.
But tell me
For I can't remember
If my words would make your eyes darken to a wrathful anger
Or if your hand would reach out to my own
in approval.

If I said I couldn't breathe
you would've cast my body into our ocean
where you'd tie me down until I acknowledged that
I could breathe
And that
that was what drowning
truly was.
Tell me though
I mean really
Tell me
Would you do that now?
Because the truth is
I know I'll suffocate as soon
As my eyes make contact with
The cemetery of your legacy
And I know it's not easy
Even when it is
So tell me
Is this
Is this present
whose ephemerality
you asked for
to last?

Tell me
If you're glad you left?
Because I can tell you
That you're safer
Having evanesced
Just like our rain.

I'll assure you
That I won't break again.
No-
I shan't ever break again.
Instead-
when November comes
and my knees make contact
with the foot of
madness' throne
when I survive despite my wishes
when I lose yet another part of us-
Yes, then I shan't break.
I'll turn to ash.

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This was written for expression and all that so no, I did not put effort into surfacing any meanings for you readers.
I mean, by all means, take a wild guess. I've put some references in there (accidentally actually) like my username? Evanesce our rain? Hm? What does that mean, Claresta? So who knows? You might actually get something. XD

And for entertainment purposes (my entertainment XP ) allow me to leave you some clues.

I've previously written a poem called M'Lady... which is a huge connection to this.
I've also including a thing from All Hail Madness and Forced Heroism.