Tamara’s Last Poem
And so, I’ve learned to let go of all the pages that I left unwritten. With words I want to say unspoken, my farewell to whom I love most unsaid. Gnawed away by the plague’s curse, laying in my deathbed. I’m letting go, I’m letting go.
My story contains no epilogue. Or maybe I’m living a story where I’m not the hero. I don’t want to let go, I don’t want to let go.
Where will I look towards? The sky, the seas or the darkness when I close my eyes. My folly, my downfall was following my heart. If I listen well, I could hear Keiros calling my name that was carried to me by the skies.
Now, what left should I believe in? How can I touch the skies without a pair of wings? I’m letting go, o I’m letting go.
Reality is becoming nonsense and my whimsical fantasies are taking me by my hand. It’s too abrupt for this to make any more sense. I promise myself in my next life, that I will always remember.
Of all the love and joy in my life Keiros brings, he will be my last thought before I fly away with my wings.
I will always remember.
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( Tagging: @demonteas for the Emotions )
