brittle

 
broken brittle tears were ripped from my soul
as I watch you spin down, down, down into the abyss
I know the darkness there  
we are well acquainted
I don't disturb it unless I have good reason
treason upon my heart to summon but summon I must
 
I feel the heat of a thousand suns beating on me
I enter the eternal void and conjure
the eyes of the eternal open as I speak
upon utterances spoken in rhythm of life they awaken
the winds whisper in my ear
they are watching you my dear
 
the angels decree it shall be as requested
a cloistered vision of inherited slaughter
receiving the messages that move in the shadows
I can not call upon thine lips sorrow
I love your light and your darkness
I will call forth instead a blessing
you are hurting  
twisted epiphany lies  
 
I will not seek your undoing
wretched honesty vulnerable to your pain  
has spoken