Woei Hern

The Lightning

Like a shot of lightning
Out of the blue
Reading a melancholic line
Has struck true
Straight as hell
And twice as hot
The seething hatred I felt
At the love initially thought I held
For someone so aloof
An ice queen for some
But all the while
Thought you were my sun
And for all my words
Tears and heartache
Tended to mend time and again
For goodness sake!
I hate this game


Game?
Did I say that this was a game?
Maybe it was time
To forget her name
But how
When the seasons come and go
Every where to and fro
Things I see and I behold
The mere thought of something nice
Makes me want to buy them all
Just to impress
Or to delight
The whims and fancy
Like an ant that might slave
With all his might
For his insensitive unforgiving and uncaring queen

And for this short moment of coming to senses
This sudden bolt of enlightenment
I feel the hate for my stupidity
Shining forth
From a mere line I read
From a book before bed
Sends me in turmoil
For all these years
I've died a hundred deaths
Let tonight be the last
For I want rest
I want rebirth
I want an exorcism
I think I'm numb
The lightning should've lasted
My whole lifetime
As a constant reminder
Of a fool I am
For the pain I self inflicted
For the suffering I asked for
When all I simply wanted
Was love
Unrequited
Burn me often
I shall stand in the rain
Hail
Let a tornado split me in two
Let hail tear me to pieces
Let snow pelt me to hell
Let a lightning strike again
For pain is good
Pain I need
To remind
To keep me away from this foolishness
Till Death do I part from you
So Death it shall be.

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