For L.

by Cloudtrance

First published January 1st, 1970 00:00

This is something I wrote. I do not write often, so don't expect much.
This is a poem about a princess, who is blue in both meanings.

For L.

Blue

An endless void,

stars in the blue,

an eternal song of sorrow,

in your lonely burrow.

Behold the burrow!

For it rises above,

a mighty castle,

but without love,

your kingdom crumbles.

A mind in shambles,

a darkness to fix it,

but only to ruin it.

Light! It burns!

Your soul in ashes,

but your darkness,

it gives,

power unending,

a wellspring of corruption.

No use! No use!

You are gone,

only a legend,

the no one remembers,

only the darkness.

Your moon – Your child

Your prison – Your guard

Your mask - Your victim

Your darkness!

It kills! It harms!

But solace and peace it gives

only to you.