| | I'm walking on air
Is it lack of sleep as always
Or have I been forever floating?
A blue flame, an iron pentacle,
A white butterfly, a set of stones--
A series of clues I don't understand.
What am I being told?
I have no idea, or maybe I do.
A warlock on my mind
Who doesn't know where he's going
Or what he's doing
Unknowingly casting a spell,
Forever oblivious.
I squint my eyes from the dry smoke
That swirls on and on.
I drown in my own poetry
That only I can re-create
Again and again.
I'm tired.
I just want to rest my heart
But the pain just lives
And I chase after it like a fool
Who never learns.
When will it end?
Will I ever move forward?
Like slow poison it kills
The only strength I have left.
I smile like a clueless child
With every empty affirmation.
I embrace the wind
And find that there's nothing there,
Nothing in it for me
Save for some woeful longing
I'll never get over.
Will someone tell me how to jump
Or at least move backward?
Either way it will rescue me
From being human again.
I don't want to be human.
I detest this pain and yet I bask in it.
Oh, the agony of this perpetual irony.
Please let the memory be gone.
I don't need this warlock.
I know I suffice alone
Yet I can't save myself from needing.
I try to close my eyes but I see his ghost
Constantly.
There's no other way.
I can only wait for it to end.
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