A requim of life

 
I wander among vibrant frosty factions
and avoid the hooks that struggle to drag me in.
But for how long can I stay, frigidly ignoring?
Why can't I now use, my damned wing?

I stay hidden in the dark,
where no nymph can wander.
Why? Because the shadows know me
and my presence is enough to tell them that,
no more, is fictional light, my essence.

I used to escape those people,
who tried to shatter me,
with their monotonal words,
trickling down my immature mind
but 

Can I still ignore them?
Can I still hold my tears?
Can I still freeze those tunes that leaked from my melodic heart?

no, I can't
I've always stayed strong.
But for me, now,
my moments stand gone.

I let my sadness,
pour in runlets of droplets,
and now,
I'm no more resolute,
for I fear using my attitude
for I fear using my graphite voice
for I fear trying to please everyone
for now, I am out of the respected gate
for now, I am the starless bait.