ETERNITY

Spent an eternity wondering

If that was me

Blindly locked in,

True form, mirror trapped, reflected.

What has been seen

Remains a mystery still,

Like the source of life,

All that is, all that we are.

If death truly was the healer,

And life, the most gruesome lessons,

Where does that leave

Our presence on this fickle earth? 

Why is there no peace

For the innocent,

Hope for the lost, 

Love for the weary.

Each streak of blood 

Through these persons

Has been a thousand lifetimes

Of anguish, loss, and neutrality.

Benign fallen star

Yours is the channel of hope,

A saving grace,

Lost from time in space.

We have forgotten what it is like

To be cherished,

To be embraced,

To be called home.

A fixture in this brazen chaos,

Wound up, and set loose,

Reigning supreme 

Over the helpless.

My light, your dark,

Confluence of the Spark,

Vivid portrayals of the abysmal descent

Into arms stained with the mark.

What more will you take from me?