Sun OfferingIf I offered you my sun,
Would you stay with me?
(Lift me up.)
Would you play with me?
(Lift me up.)
Would you love me?
Lift me up so I don't fall.
My beautiful alone.
So much of *this* will just vanish.
Time is the little I have left.
What's the point of all this livin'
When life only leads to death?
Even as my words come back to me,
Paper confessions are realized.
I want to die.
(Lift me up.)
Scatter the ash,
Or wear a new skin.
The meaning of the moment--
New blood,
Ancient wounds.
Until the next moment starts.
New problems arise,
New glories are found.
I put the pen to paper.
Pick the exisential scabs.
(Lift me up.)
I stay awake all night
Writing poetry--
It's the secret of the world.
The happiness of my life.
It lifts me up
So I don't fall.
-posted by Nobius 11:30 PM 