From Night to Light through Nocturnal Waves Stumbling through this dark infested world, I realized that I was lost. And yet, there was no care, For I was a disciple of Oblivion. My heart was guarded, My soul was shielded, Mind drinking in the vast nothing. My wisdom and logic grew fierce, Seeing this place like no other could. And amidst it all, I tried to pretend I was human. My mask set in place, I hid myself away. And entombed in desolate madness, I found myself feeling immortal. For who could stop me, The Prodigy of the Dark Divine? Born and bred to spread Darkness, I was a plague visiting mankind, And I became the Black Death, Spurring fear and self loathing, Visiting nightmares upon you all. From my Throne of Iniquity, I found myself without a challenger. No hero arose to save you all! You scattered before my Shadow Soul, And yet how easily you all did fall. I was nearly a god, So great was my malice. And quest I did, always, Seeking only a world without Light. So when YOU presented yourself before me, I could scarcely offer a true defense. And despite my best efforts, I knew it to be true: I was broken, And I loved you. We saw the stars streak across the Midnight Heavens, And it could be no more clear; Destiny was amongst us. I was a fool, Cloaked in Sacrilege, Trying to make sense of my failures. And then Time and Darkness claimed me, Stealing you away and pushing me to the end of the earth. I was turned to monster, Cast cruelly into a Sea of Deceit. Drifting endlessly amongst the corpses of memories, I tried to find some isle of safe-haven. Darkness would not provide, And I found my mind to be the waves, Rolling endlessly with no direction. A king stripped of his kingdom, I became the Great Nothing. Years passed, waves lulling me to soft insanity, The Lullaby of Delirium rocking me, Its babe upon Nocturnal waves. To and fro, free to be me, Alone and Isolated. I dreamt of a world, With a princess turned Dark. I thought myself happy, Lost in my illusory delight. Yet my Dreams... Always of you. And one day I woke, Finding my illusion was reality. I panicked, my soul seizing at the realization, That this illusion was not for me! All that time Id been dreaming, Of the Lady and the Light. How does one cease to be terror? Can a monster be redeemed? Destined forever to be Oblivions puppet, I became the malcontent. Things HAD to change. I was unsure how to proceed, But my will was strong and steadfast. By chance or grand design, I know not which, I was found, nearly dead, drowned, The angry Ocean ready to kill me for my insolence. These people hoisted me up, And gave me shelter, Made me feel like I was one of them. They taught me much of Healing and Light. And slowly, my soul did cease to struggle, No monster raging inside. And, lessons taught, we arrived on shore, The Paradise of Light was boundless, And here I set out to learn my craft. This place, and these people, They saved me from a fate worse than Death. And now, soul mending its tattered frame, My path became clear: I had to find you! Dream must become reality, And finally, it was time. I was deemed The Shepherd, Meant always to return to Darkness. For the Light of many had been snuffed out; And they, like I once had been, were lost. Every soul deserves to shine, Yet not every one is always ready. I shall find the lost, Dim lights and darkness, The consumed with Fever of Oblivion. Ill be their guide, A purified tool of Sacred Sublime. And while that be my purpose, Where are you? Have you found your paradise? Or are you one of the lost? Ill search forever if I must, You worth it every bit. And again, Destiny sought our audience, You and I once more brought to the other. We befriend one another, careful and wary, Testing to see the truth of absence, And how it had changed us. We found, with time, feelings still were there, Yet you too had traveled far. You, my princess, wed your prince. And now had a family, How easily I could have given up, Seeing that picture. I could see though, through the smile, A Porcelain Heart deep in Alabaster Skin. I wanted only you to be happy, Seeking guidance, And prayed to God: God... Its me... It has been oh so very long, But I know now you do hear me. Please, PLEASE, dear Lord, I see the cracks... I hear the pause in her voice... I feel the hidden tears she wont share... I taste the stale regrets... I smell her perfume of insufferable longing... Lord, please hear me out, For I am your prodigal son. Please do allow her happiness, Regardless of the path that must take. For she is a great treasure of Your Creation, And while worlds could bow at her feet, She praises You on high. I may not be on that path, Nor the one to make her happy, Though how I would yearn for that to be, And pray that be your plan, I have faith like never before, Youll deliver her to paradise. Those words, spoken aloud, As I stared once again into the Midnight Heavens; I felt the power there that night. And I thrust myself, heart exposed, Hoping youll see me as I am. I am a former devil of ill repute, That through grace was granted wings. Please, soar with me, I love you forever, We seeking a brighter future, On the wings... of tomorrow... -Kris Delacroix Friday, October 17, 2014 12:24am
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 04:24:32 +0000
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