andave_ya
07-05-2007, 09:40 PM
Now see what you made me do! :lol: This is for you all, seriously. If it weren't for your encouragement this wouldn't have come.
Rivers of hurt running deep through my veins
The melancholy weight of time is insistent in the waternoise
Threads through like the haunting music of a time forgot.
I tread through silent cathedrals,
Hoping to find myself in the solitude
But I see only girlish ghosts of myself peering through the stately pillars.
Even my Books bring no solace; there are no words of comfort here.
I must bear my burden alone.
My Music no longer holds enchantment.
The chords I once thrilled to are dead, flat.
As are my hopes lying the dark grave with you,
My daughter.
Your father left me after you were born
"Not a son!" he thundered, and left.
Those who pretended friendship because of Him too.
No one would take us in, and I wasn't strong enough for work.
No one would even take you alone, my sweet.
Tears coursed down my face as I watched your body turn frail and gaunt
from lack of nourishment.
Your baby's laugh a wispy gurgle.
Then you turned cold, like winter's chill
And I knew spring would never come
And put blossoms in your cheeks,
My daughter!
I sought refuge here with the sisters.
Free of child, now no longer shunned.
But I am stifled here. Stifled!
There is no free air to lighten my heart.
No laughter to remind me that life moves on!
No dark to hide me from the world!
I must leave at once!
My chains are broken, my prison bars unloosed.
Decorum is beyond my grasp.
I run; tears flowing; dress billowing in the wind!
The edge of the cliff invites
Forgive me, my daughter!
I had the line "Rivers of hurt running deep through my veins" running through my brain and I wanted to write something in the same vein as "The Highwayman" or "The Lady of Shalott" and this is what happened! Of course it can't exactly be compared to those, obviously...:D I'm a little scared of it, too! It took a mind of its own after each verse. Please tell me what you think, and again, please critique thoroughly.
Rivers of hurt running deep through my veins
The melancholy weight of time is insistent in the waternoise
Threads through like the haunting music of a time forgot.
I tread through silent cathedrals,
Hoping to find myself in the solitude
But I see only girlish ghosts of myself peering through the stately pillars.
Even my Books bring no solace; there are no words of comfort here.
I must bear my burden alone.
My Music no longer holds enchantment.
The chords I once thrilled to are dead, flat.
As are my hopes lying the dark grave with you,
My daughter.
Your father left me after you were born
"Not a son!" he thundered, and left.
Those who pretended friendship because of Him too.
No one would take us in, and I wasn't strong enough for work.
No one would even take you alone, my sweet.
Tears coursed down my face as I watched your body turn frail and gaunt
from lack of nourishment.
Your baby's laugh a wispy gurgle.
Then you turned cold, like winter's chill
And I knew spring would never come
And put blossoms in your cheeks,
My daughter!
I sought refuge here with the sisters.
Free of child, now no longer shunned.
But I am stifled here. Stifled!
There is no free air to lighten my heart.
No laughter to remind me that life moves on!
No dark to hide me from the world!
I must leave at once!
My chains are broken, my prison bars unloosed.
Decorum is beyond my grasp.
I run; tears flowing; dress billowing in the wind!
The edge of the cliff invites
Forgive me, my daughter!
I had the line "Rivers of hurt running deep through my veins" running through my brain and I wanted to write something in the same vein as "The Highwayman" or "The Lady of Shalott" and this is what happened! Of course it can't exactly be compared to those, obviously...:D I'm a little scared of it, too! It took a mind of its own after each verse. Please tell me what you think, and again, please critique thoroughly.