Echo

Footprints in the sand I see.
Flash of memory. Shriek of the lost.
Drop to my knees and cloud
The darkened lines that etch deep within my veins
And trace a scribbled you into my mind.
Blood seeping into the clear crystal raindrop.
It whispers in that land of hate.
Can’t you see the fist that grips
That broken mirror which reflects more shattered pieces,
But ones that can never be glued and repaired to their original form?
But tears don’t raise the ocean.

Footprints in the sand I see.
When do you plan on meeting me,
Here in this cellar of blinding light?
“It’s not light, it’s darker than your soul”, you mock.
Jeering laughs. Snickering judgments.
Does anyone see that the very monster their calling out
Has more fear of itself than it could ever deal out?
But tears don’t raise the ocean.

Footprints in the sand I see.
Blackened couch of insanity.
Echo. Echo. Echo.
Iron clad icicles formed in circles and strange shapes and colors.
Oh abundant colors! Or perhaps it’s just the rainbow I’m imagining.
But then the question is: Can I trust myself?
Or better yet: Who the heck am I, anyways?
Thwack! Punch me in the head. You laugh.
It’s great to see you so joyous my dear.
So proud of your kill, the lover of your soul. Bite me.
I suppose when the waves drive the sand from beneath my feet
I will be shocked and appalled at my disgustingly shaped toenails.
Devoid of anymore space in the mind, leave a message at the tone
And, well, I’ll decide whether of not to call you back. Witch has my number.
She’ll tell you tears don’t raise the ocean.

Footprints in the sand I see.
Good for you, I tell myself.
For once you actually believe in sight.
Yell at the raven, sing to it in ludicrous terms
Poetry will flow from your nostrils in flames and smoke.
“Blasphemy”! The raven rebukes! “I am pitcher than thee!”
“I alone am enveloped in shadow and light will not avail me!”
“Grey skies compared to me thou pitiful excuse for your own escaping heart.”
“Bleed yourself out in the streets and let your dreams run in the gutter of my laughter.”
“Too bad tears don’t raise the oceans.”