Will You Forgive Me?

Will you forgive me
When I can’t see your face in the moonlight
Or dance with you in summer’s breath
A coffin whispered to me at midnight
A bottle of shattered dreams held tight to my lips
Swallowing the hunger of my decay
Slipping beyond the grasp of my remaining judgment
Thankful for the darkness of night
An overwhelming emptiness seized me along the way
My insight was torn apart
By lingering madness
An echo in the distant twilight
Reached out to me in dream
Calling me to shadows
Blinded by the comfort of my death
Will you forgive me?

Juliet Wilkerson ŠJanuary 2002