Tuesday, October 20, 2015

病気

The starlight is dimming

A sky that fits us both, a bright one
A sky that fits us both, a dark one
Which one will you pick?

You kept saying that
"Pick whichever you want"
"I will be there no matter what"
You are not there, after all

Aimlessly gazing into the sky
Wonder if you are seeing the same sky as I do
At the place where you are right now
Do you see the same stars as I do?

Dark blue, with a hint of violet
That is the color of the sky that I am under, right now

"I have only one wish"
"Do not forget me"
I will not, though the process is painful
The feelings that we laid to rest right next to you
They left me, and made me a husk of yesterday

Keep on living, and I will see you
I tell myself that everyday
But I wonder if you know that

Asleep at dawn, waking up to the sound of birds
Flapping their wings, talons scratching the roof tiles

The stars are all gone, but they will return tonight
Won't they?

"Please do not die too soon"
"Wait for me"
After all this time
My wish remains unfulfilled
But that promise still stands
A beacon in the restless, agitating nights

If caring for someone is a sickness
And caring for ourselves is the cure
How will we continue to live
I gaze into the palms of my hands
Wondering why we have two
And not one, or more
Questioning this over and over again

"For now, sleep"
"Dream of something but me"
I slept, and dreamed
But it is of the empty hospital room and the vacant bed
With vast white walls surrounding the outside

It is okay, I am doing fine
Even without you or the stars, I will still live
Without you, I will not be sick anymore

"Which one will you pick?"
"The bright one, the dark one?"
Maybe a little bit of both

Maybe I am being greedy
Maybe I am being shifty
But I am alive
And going through changes means that I am living
Only the dead remain seventeen forever

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