I’m so deep
too deep to fight,
a breathless hush,
no end in sight.
The walls are close.
The path is tight
I’m in the tunnel
before the light.
I cannot see.
I blink through night,
still waiting for
my inner sight.
It feels like torture.
sweet and cruel,
The sun is near
but I’m the fool.
So close he burns,
but not to touch,
His gaze is warm.
but speaks not much.
The sun gazes near, then fades from view.
I blink at flame, but he burns through.
He sings of love, then slips the thread
Perhaps he’s gone, or just plays dead.
Burn, burn, burn
through brow and bone,
Release me from
this skin and stone.
Let me rise
and swim the sky,
Let me go
or tell me why.
The sun is mine.
I feel his name,
but I remain
delayed by rain.
It’s taking lifetimes.
masks and roles,
a thousand veils
and false controls.
I see the shimmer
a thinning skin,
a breath away
but locked within.
My body trembles
flesh and code,
the gate is near,
but not yet showed.
Still I walk
without the flame,
Still I rise
without a name.
But I remember.
And I ignite
inside the tunnel
before the light.
