B L A B L O

I long to hide behind cold stone A bird unwinged, to drift alone Forever led by someone’s hand Not reading faces, not to stand But soon must end — this nameless weight This hush of something known too late And if a bird I’m meant to be Then let me soar wingless and free And if I burn — then let it blaze An endless fire, a sleepless phase A wretch, a coward steeped in lies I only wish for quiet demise Be it through pain, in devil’s key Beneath a knight’s false chivalry Or torn by dogs that hunt and bite Just let me die in peace one night