LET ME BLEED

As I lie awake, listening to its silent whimpers,
Striving for answers to its pungent prayers;
A drop of tear escapes my eye,
Remembering the days gone by.

Why did it have to make itself visible,
Fate would've been kinder killing it in the cradle;
Asking myself this with appall,
With my hands clasped I watch the fall.

Emptiness permeates all corners of its hallowed expanse,
Which, once were, consumed by the nectar of existence;
Assailed by thorns, its ethereal beauty ravaged,
Hopes quashed, dreams dashed, nothing salvaged.

I tried to pick its sundry pieces, as my hands shivered,
Few only could I manage, others were shattered;
I wanted to cry if only the tears had not run dry,
But this aint the moment, I've to be the catcher in the rye.

Time aplenty would be to mourn, its time now to say my final byes,
Unbearable seem the pauses between its long sighs;
With fondness would I remember its mysteries unraveled,
The innumerable times with its light, to paths, it guided.

Why did it have to be this way, I hear myself say,
Why did life look the other way;
Everything happens for a reason, so say the wise,
Is it reasonable to be asked to stand on the edge of a precipice.

As I ponder, with a tired voice for the first time, my heart, speaks,
With despaired and pained look, only salvation it seeks.
" You've always listened to me, once more pay heed,
All i ask is, Let me bleed..."