A Song For You

A few idle papers, a pen and some murky residue,
I set out to write a song for you,
where I should begin, I don't have a clue,
for life as I know it, began with you,

The first time I saw you,
was like a million explosions in my heart,
earth, sun and all between, sang a serenade,
all we did was play our part,

I miss your tender smile and the way you laughed,
how effortlessly you pulled me out of the dark,
the way my heart fluttered when it heard your name,
my dream of us together in a photo-frame,

I could look at you all day, without a moment's rest,
enchanted by everything you did and said,
to you I pledged my every breath,
maybe I did too much, maybe I did too less,

I want to do everything but I cant do anything for you,
I cant do anything except be in love with you,
I would bleed myself dry and my soul I would discard,
if I could just go back to the start,

But I cant do that, I am but a mortal soul,
all that's left in my chest is a gaping hole,
all I am left with is your memory,
all I do is miss you and the way you used to be.

...Redemption

I cant remember how long it lasted,
I cant remember how long I was under,
but somehow I made it back up,
swallowing air, dust, life,
scuffling with the temptation to surrender,

I had almost given up,
crucified by my own submission,
taking fondness in my involuntary defusion,
and wounds a result of self infliction,

till something tore inside of me, a slender streak of light, a sword divine,
slashing through the silence, darkness and monotony,
a brilliant manifestation of desire, life, melody,
each color an antidote, each atonement a remedy,

my pilgrimage finally poised for completion,
I scurry through the salinity, closer to my destination,
my final wounds as I grapple with the rocks,
the earth opens it arms, my body in its bosom,
savoring the solace of self redemption.