Wight

- The Seasons Of Grief: Chapter V - Poem V -

A new voice came right into my apartment,

Not a ghost of hate, but a being of love,

The shadows whispering what once was,

A name I shan’t speak, a soul cast out from above,

It was never he who pulled me away,

The wight between us, not the Hubbard Bay,

And we both just watched it happen

As the years turned us into stone,

Our crumbled bodies prepared the death rattle moan,

You believed someone had stolen me whole,

The pieces I broke into were his one goal,

The wight came for us both, the thing you refused to hold,

And we both just let it follow

If you want to break my cold, bone heart,

Just say, “You were more before the wane”

If you want to tear my world apart,

Just say, “I’ll never love you the same”

A choice was made that I did not regret,

We both said some things that I can’t understand,

Turned this graveyard greenery into a ghastly land,

The wight of the summer air ignited,

And we both were sad that it happened

I changed my posture, my voice, and my sway,

Ran from your arms that pushed me away,

Soiled with silence, fraught with decay,

Chased shadows in the light of dark days,

The wight of us still lingered,

And we both just watched it play 

If you want to cut my dead, dry heart,

Just say, “There’s a point where I’d unlove”

If you want to tear my life apart,

Just say, “You’ll never join me above”

The wight of us is buried deep,

A love that lies but never shall sleep,

If it were to rise, would it hold me again?

Could it bring us back to where we began?

But the cemetery is quiet and I still regret,

Could you come back again if I hit reset?

So one day I’ll leave my apartment,

Have some kids, work with the Hollywood starlets,

What’s left but a family of absence,

Will the wight of us haunt you less with the balance?

Will it feel like I never happened?

Could I ever be enough to just be in your picture?

Get coffee and shop for a candlestick fixture,

So wild in memory, but lifeless when forced,

What could have been,

If this didn’t happen

If you want to save my empty, hollow heart,

Just say “Nothing can forebode my love”

If you want to stitch my life part by part,

Just say “I’ll always love”

Say “I’ll always wonder”

Because I wonder,

Will the wight of us stay?

Will it always, wonder?