Legends of Belariath
Katt
Silence
Cold, sightless, austere
Fold, regress, somber air
Midnight gathers gloom in eddy
My night looms, empty
White light blooms aerie
A heavy heart bearing a hefty burden
Tis cold, kept sealed by an unseen warden
No more secret garden
Forever lost is my Eden
Ablaze in devouring fires of ebon
A hallow whisper, a soulless choir
Of voices without body, of vices without boundary
The serpent watches, poised to strike
Decadence hatches, spearing like a pike
But I am lost, alone and frightened
For am a ghost, bemoaned, forsaken
Through the pallor of my hand, I see
The reflection of a memory
She was all to me
Now gone so gently
I weep silently
No tears come for me
No angels hear my agony
No compassion to set me free
Like the wind, I pass
A vision gazed in the glass
A murmur lamented to harass
Forget me
Leave me be
I'm but a memory