In Loss - Neaera

The tree grows sturdy

The rock withstands the raging floods

Fate wields the axe

Turns the tide that will one day

Cause the stone to break

Inside this painful dissonance

I command myself to dark oblivion

Petrified and crippled

My safe harbour lies in ruins

A life never to be lived

Joy never to be felt

Laughter never to be heard again

Never to be healed again

Estranged and marked by loss

I lash out at the unreachable

Disposable creature

Denying the uncomfortable

Your soul will never cease to pulse inside me