A Storm Of Tragedies

A storm of tragedies suddenly overwhelmed me
Dragging me into the abyss of despair and renunciation
A delight for my heart, which wept and was scorched into ashes
My fate knew no expectation
No longing was any longer granted to me
I had been buried once again
And I had been forsaken by my own stars
Instead, I had been retained in shadows and dismay
Lost in my soliloquies
I realised that it was all a dreadful dream
A nightmare in disguise
And so the eternal night never knew an end
The sky was invisible to me
While I was relegated to my secret crypt
In solitude and dismay, I was destined to endure my existence
Emptiness was swallowing me from within
As I could hear the sound of my tears collapsing incessantly on the frigid soil
Anguish didn’t spare my heart, piercing it like a torturing dagger
I knew not what destiny might have reserved for me
Dread kept my heart impaled, helpless in its naivety and foolishness
Even the moon averted its gaze from me
Whilst a deafening silence surrounded me
The cold wind of the eternal night could no longer hurt me
Since I had become a creature of darkness, without longings or expectations
My downfall had become my reprieve
I had found delight in discomfort and grief
My alcove was made of dust and cruel stones
My comfort and refuge were made of chaos
Dreaming of starlight and love was only a remote chimeara
No longer being the privileged creature of stars and rainbows
I belonged to the realm of gloomy skies and sharp thorns
In my frozen loneliness and seclusion
There I was destined to subsist in decay and death
With no rescue or transformation
Blood and tears were flowing down my face and body
And I remained therein forever.
Elisabetta Esther