I Cut the Chase

I may still in sorrow write,
And let day pass for night
For no reason to the outside
I might humble or silence with tears
That truly I cannot in anyone confide
My irrationalities, my greatest fears.

While I cannot mend that which I break
I devote myself utterly in my mistake
Shadows may come and go freely
If not darkness is what I seek
I would go and chase your light only
‘Tis thus so; my tears do fill my creek.

From stone to stone I lightly step
Curses let me do it only nightly at ebb
At break of day I sink and cast away
The stalks of reed my makeshift hideout
And never from your light I’d stray
If only in truth I were devout.

I shall not need to compare
What I’ve lost is more than fair
I could only wish for another try
‘Tis that I of unworth am
For I hide and cower, shame and lie
How could you know it not a sham?

In truth, I favour many on my side
As it wills, it has been lost and died
Until blankness came to remain
I could not, would not strength to have
A duty which I should not stain
To fulfil my purpose, sans mon rêve