healing
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I do not fear the coming dark,Nor silence at the end.I’ve walked beside death long enoughTo almost call it friend. I do not fear forgotten names,Or weathered stone and rain.I’d rather vanish with the windThan live through someone’s pain. For I have broken hearts before,And left some dreams undone.There are apologies I oweThat time has…
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People speak of strength with tightened fists,And of battles proudly won.As though the measure of a manIs all that he has done. I’ve walked those dark and lonely roads,Paved by rage and pride.I’ve felt what happens to a heartWhen mercy is denied. I’ve trained these hands through countless yearsTo answer pain with pain.I’ve watched one…
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When darkness finds my weary eyes,The ghosts return once more.They walk the halls I cannot leave,And knock upon my door. They wear the faces time preserved,The ones I cannot save.They speak without a single word,From every silent grave. Some came from nights I called my home,Where fear became my guide.A child who learned that some…
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I built these walls from promises I could not keep.Worn photographs still linger in forgotten drawers.I have stood on both sides of goodbye long enough to know its language.Love found me four times and left carrying pieces of my name.Like broken glass, some wounds were given and some were earned. All these years later, I…
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This morning I had a dream and I woke up crying. Even as I write this, I can’t stop them from flowing. I can’t believe how much time has passed, how much I’ve changed, and how much I miss my old battles. I don’t miss the youth, but the friends—the family I made along the…
Ink & Shadows: The Words of Osiris j Reapor 