The Elucidations Of A Saint
I see it, I see the pain behind her topaz eyes.
Marked by a chasm in destiny, one life never expected.
I see it, I see the abysmal despair.
And if it bore some fruit to barter hearts, I would do it, I would do it all for you. Alas! We're two broken souls in one body. Two broken souls with two broken hearts.
I see it, I see through your mask;
The broken bits of that loving heart.
Where does it come from? The strength to move along?
To pretend nothing ever went wrong?
I know you're hurting. I see those tears.
I see the shadows of your broken past.
You give, and you give more.
Neglecting your pining heart.
And I stand at a distance, and glance.
I stare, wishing to fill your world with love.
Wishing to give you happiness so vast,
That no starry night, no moon, no sun, no falling star could compare it's brilliance.
No star could fathom its depth.
No weight could measure its purity.
I wish to give it all to you,
Alas! It happens not.
Blood binds us, and yet you push me away.
Out of your world, out of your life.
Why the fear to let go?
Why the desire to take it all in?
Why the choice to suffer for those who let your soul burn and fall to ashes?
You walk away, leaving me but one answer:
The elucidations of a saint.
7th February, 2009