Forgotten
by Diehsarr
You are beautiful
Heart made of stone
Skin warm from the veins that run beneath
Eyes piercing, unable to see what can’t possibly be
Feet soft yet weary from eternities spent
Hands learnt, able to feel, to touch, to caress
Yet nails coaxed sharp, waiting in fear
Your glances are short
Somehow longing without a stare.
Your hair it flows, it flows
Like the river you weep
That runs forever (and ever)
Turns frozen beneath your feet.
Yeah centuries pass, they come and they go
The world outside, to you is unknown.
It presses and presses, the weight of your mind
The ice at your back is cold, divine
You think somehow, bitter in there
That this is your damnation, searching, always seeking up there
But if ever, those pretty eyelashes you’d allow to come apart
You would be able to see the fog of breath on glass
And peering downwards, wiping it away
Find all that you thought had led you astray.
You die; oh you die a million times
A million times, inside yourself.
It’s funny how at one point I couldn’t appreciate poetry.
>_< You people that are good at poetry.
Sweet o___o