Misery and Mystery

I watched as you sat crying
Bent from the pain
Spent from the rage
The ache leaking from your eyes
Tortured by the lies

You stared with empty sockets
Right where I was
Light in the dark
The void that was your soul
The stitch as distinct as the toll

You’d think that love conquered all
Or drowned from the squall
Your mission for permission
Was all but history
The text on your face
A spiderweb’s trace
The decision and derision
Fruitless misery and mystery

I sat and watched you die
Soul as much as body
Cold as an ice floe
As you watched it all, detached
Drinking in the impact

The wisp of the whispers
Concentrated in a room so dark
Consecrated by the sulphur match lit
The end was the beginning of the middle
The dark of the light still a riddle

You’d think that love conquered all
Or drowned from the squall
Your mission for permission
Was all but history
The text on your face
A spiderweb’s trace
The decision and derision
Fruitless misery and mystery

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