Where?
I mean really-
Where do we go?
When the sunlight snows,
When the wind won’t blow
The last candles out
.
Where do we go?
Is it a slow drift?
Or inside some rift
Or in air where human care
Can only share in flight
Where darkness wins over light
Where are we
No where, everywhere
Our remains without blood
Us, the fading stains
The last remains of us
.
Will memories find me?
Will leftover time deny me love
Will I go beyond the borders?
Become the mortar of the past
Will my soul last forever
Or will it just pass
.
Will angel wings sting
When first they cling
Or hell burn
When we yearn
For living things
.
All these years
And still
I fear
I
Will
Die
.
Not Knowing
