Fall, did you part the sea?
Tread the sand the way you'd speak to me.
I know the things you once believed,
the stained, jagged edges of your creed.
Thieve the hair of light from a darkened room,
a gift that I once had from you.
I fear this day has lived too long,
in this dream where I must carry on,
Distilled, my breath has gone from me.
I'm akin to those who've chained their needs
to their soul, or what it's come to be.
Try to visualise what I can see.
Drain the life from this blighted womb
and stow it away in your darkened room.
The hair, the glow you took away,
may it swear to haunt you every day,
as I fall.
It's cold, have I lost my heat?
Where rivers flowed are now iron sheets
corroded by the fall of liquid pain,
the rust shares advice on keeping sane.
A chemical imbalance befriends the brain,
ancient images flare time and time again.
Snared by the curse of your spoiled bait,
after tracing the measure of your gait,
I'll take you there, drag you down
to your hell that stripped me of my crown.
Watch you wither while you count the years,
as you're made the plaything of your fears.
If I could, I'd have you crumble down
to your babel of lies as they resound.
I'd battle Death to claim your odious life,
for only I shall wrench it from those eyes.
You'll fall, that day will come around.
This poem is epic, there is so much detail in each and every stanza. Nice to have a little rhyming scheme going on as well. I am partial to the odd rhyming poem, It is a skill that is fast being lost. It is far easier to pour out you feelings onto a page with little or no structure and call it a masterpiece. I blame the painters who chuck paint at a canvas from 6 feet away and call it art. I digress... I have chosen to give this 7 points because of its structure, I like the way each stanza is interwoven with the words 'I fall' I love the attention to detail in each stanza. The scene and mood setting the darkness that rumbles underneath. If I was a decent commenter then I would be able to say so much more. However I am not but I believe I know a good poem when I see one. Well done.