My Lament
I lay underneath the silent seas
I take the blanket of despair
Alone, once again,
in bed of crimson tears
I say my lament,
grave and solemn lament.
But in whispers-
just in whispers.
I paint black and white
on walls-
walls in my mind.
I write yet another thousand love letters,
where else?
In my heart.
For I am underneath the silent seas
My lover awaits
in another realm.
I am the lament.
I will be heard
as my Creator wills.
I will be.
On the day I rise.
