Finding Solace

Embers trickle into this winter life 

I torched this ravaged desert of mine 

When I close my eyes, I see no darkness 

Only light that has evaded me. 

Scalded I was at every moment, 

I breathe only ashes and pray to myself. 

Maybe it has happened, I have finally gone mad. 

I sit by the fireplace alone, watching nothing burn. 

Out of the oak window I see, 

in a treeless island

a lake on top of the deepest river 

as birds flutter the shores on cliffs 

The raging storm is a solace to this despair. 

What love have I for prevailing sanity? 

Whose feet do I worship when I drown myself? 

In ruin I find what I want the most 

Oblivion. 

Take me there. 

Away from this tedium 

Take me there, 

take me entirely.