Tales of the Heart [Poetry by XaiakuX]

[XaiakuX]

A Little Room With A Dying Light

A little room with a dying light

An inner war and unyeilding fight

A struggle untested, a fearless might

The soul fading from the once bright

It would never make it through the night

It would never survive the blight

It would never hear their plight

A little room with a dying light

Inside we burn with undying fire
Lusting and yearning with intense desire
A feeling so strong we cannot hide
We hold on so tightly until we've died

Shine little bulb and show us all
Show the room from your glass ball
Feed us warmth from your fragile globe
Then burn us all when you explode

Outside we're firm and hard as stone
We aren't afraid to be alone
We show our strenght and continue on
Although all we love is dead and gone

Endure little room with your lasting size
Hold strong while your dwelling dies
Stay true while it all gets burned alive
Stand strong as death grows and you survive.

Stand in a room with a dying light

We all stand in a room with a dying light

Everyone stands in a room with a dying light

A little room with a dying light

Style wise, this poem is meant to be dark. Not so much graphic, because it's all mental. The mind, however, can be far more gruesome than anything reality can provide. I believe anime in general is proof of that. You should see the paper I originally wrote this on. It's messed up.