Unbind me

From the wrath of Grief

That withers away

My countenance;

 

It robs me of the joys of life

As would a thief

 

Tear out

The silence of inexplicable woe

That feeds this solitude;

 

It agonises my body and soul

More than you’ll ever know

 

Dark, miserable monstrosities

That threaten to overwhelm me

Might be banished

From my being tonight

 

Had I but found an affection

Half as sweet

As my one gentle love

That I was to meet

And love for the rest of my life

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