the quiet place

Nowhere is there another place as cold and dim as this, There is no other rendezvous; And I am merely a Whisper, Prowling in the quiet place. She heard my voice and wept for me, She felt dreadfully ashamed; "Tis cold and dark, and tiresome," I whispered through the darkness. She found my still, pale body, Stolen by the Verity Seekers, And how She wept for years, To know I am gone forever. No longer am I who I was, And She thinks I am gone forever- Stolen by the Verity, On a bleak October eve. The lifelessness is unbearable; They will not slay My soul. This Earth has been unforgivable, And I am a forsaken entity. No where is there another place, As desolate as My grave; Yet no flight has been exposed… And She knows I am gone forever. I once look upon the skies, In those days, Respite was close-knit friend; But now it is too late for relief, for reprieve; She knows I am gone evermore. The barrenness is insufferable; They will not slay My heart. They mean to keep me in this place- They intend to keep Us apart. ------------------------------- This Earth has been deplorable, And I am a forsaken remnant; A relic among relics, To be mourned among the others. To be trampled on by passersby, Whom I cannot give my Gift. And She knows I am gone forever. My Love is gone as well, Yet remains bizarrely intact. And though I am but an echo, Her Soul is mine, I've seen the sign; And the Earth has gone to Hell. What can I do? An echo is powerless… Stolen by the Verity- I was a cold blooded villain; Then, now, and always a villain… But They stole me with the Verity, The protestant villagers and kin. They took my Life and stripped my Soul- No more am I able to breathe… And yet I remain somehow alive, A whisper, An echo… And they are damned to stop me- For I am what comes from punishment; The one who haunts the Insane… I am a fearful whisper, I creep through the foolish minds, And taint the innocent thoughts. I am whom your children fear, In the night when they should be asleep. She knows I am gone forever, But she is mistaken, dear child, mistaken… I drive the most sound ones to madness, child! I am- Insanity. They took my life, I shall steal their reason, Dead and buried, I lie in peace- But none can ever seek me… In death, I gained immortality… And now it is my turn to thieve. I am the Sanity Stealer… The ceaseless Lover awaits me… She aches to surrender what is mine. Though She believes I am gone forever, Come my Child, it is Time.