Eternal Night

For you I’d drain the sea;
Steal the waves that stole you away from me.
For you I would become the moon, to
Spy from her silvery orb where it is you fly to,
Even if I have to crawl, and still I
Would search the twinkling, star strewn sky,
And sap the sun; deaden its dazzling day,
Making the heavens as desolately grey
As you have left me.

Like trees in barren winter, see
How my icy fingers unclothed clutch
At answers, beginnings, and the end I cannot touch.
And as snow slips, soothed from sweet soft clouds,
Flutters to the disillusioned whitened ground,
I am blanketed and numbed,
Just as my heart has been made dumb
By your absence. Just as lost,
And blinded by draped bed sheets of frost,
All the same, of cold and empty kind,
Like my life, and my frozen fruitless mind,
And my stiff and icy lips
That have no breath with which to kiss.

A cold wind spits violence in my face,
Beats me down, yet as I pace,
Battered on the edge of an abyss,
I teeter, unafraid to fall to bliss,
Because I have nothing left to lose:
To be drowned in deadly depths; is a downfall I gladly choose,
For here my body smarts from the cold harshness
Of the world to which you have had me harnessed,
Banished, and alone.

Oh take me as I clamour with death’s despondent moan,
And set me free from life’s hopeless light,
To a sheltered haven; an eternal night.