Whispers,
star shattered
dreams,
broken
falling,
cascading
about me,
my eyes
full of tears,
never will
I hear,
a difference
when you make
sure my body
is cold and dead,
a blade thrust
through my heart
or my head,
I forgive
the darkness,
encroaching
upon my sight,
I forgive the
darkness
blinding me to
the light,
if only I could
breathe
that one final
last breath,
if only I could
tell you
how to dream,
as if you
were in my mind,
broken fragments
dragging down
my simple
mind,
perhaps...
perhaps,
it is only
my wish
to falter,
to fail,
to wish
upon the star,
to severe
my only hope,
to forget,
to forget,
to break free
without regret,
will you forget me?
will you remember?
will I care
once I've gone,
beyond repair,
beyond the simple
slip of time and space,
beyond
without disgrace,
would I have died,
fighting,
for what I believe,
or would I have died,
just like a sheep?