On the verge of the abyss
Having waited for the night to come and take me
My heart had beat for the last time
In vain I tried to exhume my dead memories
Nothing could have been done to save them
I was destined to doom and decay
Despair tore my clothes and left my body covered in bruises
On the verge of my death
I was not capable of changing my fate
Everything had been planned by a mischievous fate
My heart collapsed under the spell of wicked deceptions
I had fallen captive to the dungeon of my desires
I was at the mercy of my instincts, and I surrendered to them
Summoned by the silent force of the wind
I followed the call without hesitation or fear
My steps left no imprint on the ground
After the night had erased them completely
Shadows guided me on my path to darkness and defeat
So slow was my journey that I had no remembrances anymore
I was no longer a slave of others’ deception
I wasn’t available any longer to lend my heart to mortals
I became the wind and the night
I was transformed into darkness and solitude
An invisible creature of the twilight
And there, on the edge of the forsaken realm of the void
I dissolved like morning haze into the eternity of forbidden dreams
I had no shape, no name and no sorrow to bear in my heart
There was only absolute silence bearing my crown of shadows
I was no longer a perishable mortal
I had become the abyss itself.
Lisa
