“It’s not your fault: it’s mine”

A story written in Haikus Anonymous

Please take my split soul Of love suffered and love gone I see clearly now

The chains that bind me Are bound in past lives of mine They define me not

There is something new A friend, or perhaps, a love To keep cloaked from you

The love of my mind Hides behind shattered, smashed bones Punctured are my lungs

My love, my darling I stayed quiet all these months Silence only hurts

To be a friend here Experience reigns supreme I feel better, dear

Excitement does rise At the idea of being Someone who’s wanted

Woe to me a home A rest for others’ comfort For I am that home

Take my clammy hand Drag me to the daring sea Morning dew sheds tears

My purpose is none If the ones I care for fall A shadow I shift

Wish me slow and sweet A lullaby spun from string And feathers of gold

The days of gold end Another sunset is gone Along with the sky

Numbness runs deep here Filling the void of my soul It remains unchanged For days the dull reigns Fire sea blazes in spurts I cannot feel it

For once I wish me My bones ash, my blood aflame May I feel again

It is not your fault I promise my affairs here Are not caused by you

Lines dragged across sea Singed red with age like fine wine None can hear it scream

To feel is twisted Defined by gods who use strings I have no scissors

For once the dull gray Lifts me from the dark abyss I’m privy to breathe

Time passes like sand Fickle and callous like so Who am I again?

I’m allowed to live Life has granted me air here Floating above sea

My bubble keeps still Fragile death is beckoned still Not by my still hands Me myself am free From many waves in the sea Endlessly, I plea.