not Tomorrow
            
Today, I die.  Tomorrow, the world burns.
I said to you "Forever".  Stand or fall, together.
Forever.  But I guess it wasn't enough.
It never is, you know.  And I cannot fulfill my fate.
So today I die.  I watch as everything turns black.
        Today I die?
There is no consolation in death, just an end.
What can I do?  All I ever wanted is you.
My life, my light, my existence, all are one in you.
Why should I continue on, With nothing left to live for?
There is no answer, only questions--and pain.
        And yes, today I die.  
An empty husk, abandoned shell of a man,
Nothing here but emptiness, loneliness, desperation.
You knew it would be so, I told you I was dying.
you can still kill a man without killing him.
I said "Forever" and you said Good-Bye.
        So today, I die.
So I died today, but where do I end up?
Still among the living, a walking corpse and less.
A man, yet not a man, incompleat, hollow.
The life has gone from my eyes, gone the will to live.
Hard and cold my heart, the emptiness within echoes...
        because today I die.
Love lives forever, or so the story goes,
The truth is that I Love You, more than you know.
There are not words enough fit to describe how I love you,
No proof exists, no evidence can I offer you.
Except to tell you that I love you, forever, I do.
        But today I die.
The best I can do is to let you go from me,
In the hopes that one day you will remember me,
and know what you left behind, and know also;
You can always come home.  You are welcome here.
Perhaps our love will burn on within you long after you have gone.
        Today I will have died.
It isn't enough to tell you that I love you, 
Forever isn't long enough to promise myself to you,
Now, while everything within me withers away and dies,
My love for you glows brighter still, and knows no bounds.
yet even so, it isn't enough.  Our path is no longer yours.
        And today I die.
Forever yours, even in death, Yours and yours alone.
My heart, my soul, my life, my strength and my future.
All this and more I give to you, freely and with pride.
and when I have nothing left to give, I will find more.
The promise to you is simple: forever I am yours.
        Now today I go to die.

 

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